Yeah, and besides, armpits have names (mine, for example are called Izzy and Wiffy). Even if you don't name yours, they are your "left armpit" and "right armpit". How in the name of all that is perfect you gonna find ineffable ineluctable transcendental union with some Nameable Thing, when everyone knowns the It that is All is No It, Nameless and Perfect in its luminescent Allness of Permanent and all-Transcending Out-Thereness beyond all lines, degrees, kinds, dimensions, names or categories known to us lesser mortals.

No way does it have smelly armpits!!!

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