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I was not intending to write anything today. The unwritten words were about to be discarded, garbage collected from my mind and replaced with emptiness. A stillness about to envelop my mental circuits. Brain voltage at an all-time low. A meditation caused by lack of neuron activity. A focus on the vast breadth of nothingness. My attention lacking for all things other than nada. And even that lack of anything would then be neglected. I would have forgotten I had neglected even that. I was to reach a point of self-unawareness. I was to be no more. I was to be null.