Being empty, having no idea or seed of an idea come up, why not? Why shouldn't it continue like this, after having cancelled out every possible starting point? Every idea is extraneous, a sort of distraction, or something expressed in order to be rid of it. The basic state is this blank, this unenchanted nothing or extended pause at the end-middle-beginning of things.
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