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This brief page presents age or aftermath as a state in which there was never anything to guard against in the first place.

Its brevity makes it feel almost like a bitter axiom. The line "It is Zen" turns caution into an emptied posture: there was never anything substantial there to protect, so carefulness itself falls away.

Old: short five-line piece, It is Zer / There was / never anything / To be careful / about.