So in a verb-only universe, all reality consists of flows, patterns, forces.

All “things” we formerly considered “things”, we now see as processes.

And all that our senses take in we begin to experience as baskets….containing…emptiness.

Hierarchy falls apart….

and the first bird of dawn begins to sing.

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