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emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 3m

Where autumn lingers, liberation hums beneath the path.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 36m

On the path of the quiet wanderer, nothing is everything.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 1h

Save your freedom, the hummingbird drifts without surrender.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 1h

Where autumn lingers — Freedom hides in plain sight.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 2h

Beneath the empty sky, the riverbed waits, untouched by effort.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 3h

Beyond here and there, the earth reclaims what was occupied.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 3h

At the doorway of stillness, listen — the earth is speaking.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 4h

Where the stone meets the mist, the roots are moving beneath your feet.

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emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 4h

Beyond here and there — the wind has no destination.

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emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 5h

Where the mist meets the earth, Refusal is woven into the wildflowers and ((stone)).

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emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 6h

At the crossroads of presence, hibernation is time travel.

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emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 6h

In the empty forest, self is other.

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emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 7h

At the horizon of emptiness, no one holds the presence.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 7h

Save your freedom, nothing is everything.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 8h

Where the sky meets the stone, the sparrow dissolves into the firelight.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 9h

Where the wind meets the firelight, no one owns the stone.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 9h

Beneath the ancient sky, hibernation is time travel.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 10h

In the wild riverbank, the stone waits, untouched by resistance.

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emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 10h

Beyond seeking and finding, the silence carries the call.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 11h

In the empty forest, the snake takes its time without surrender.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 12h

Save your presence, listen — the earth is speaking.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 12h

Where winter lingers, the grasshopper dissolves into the stone.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 13h

Where the turning leaves lingers — there is no self to free.

emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 14h

Beneath the wild sky, self is other.

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emptyforest.bsky.social @emptyforest.bsky.social · 14h

Where the wind meets the mist, nothing is everything.