We do so hard grasp these nascent bodies
Of thought that any occurrence of change
Brings with it pain. Deceitful aspect strange
This attribute of sentience. Shared lies
Self formed and self believed, and fierce beloved
Distract the known conscious moment again
And again in heroic effort vain
To shut out the ego damning dreaded
Truth of universal equanimity
Non specific to the fabricate me
The i perceiving. No answers can be
Found to malformed questions. The path to see
Begins with forgetting. But to uproot dreams
Of self repeatedly lived, hatedly looms.

the lies we tell ourselves are
   part of our consciousness
globules of satan's blood drip
   into our souls

captive of time frame
image improvised i see
the past in my mind

you feel pain now you
have felt it before and yes
will feel it again
get used to it

what is a column  
of thoughts in the heaven of
mind our creation

traveling a time
line i be what it says yet
sometimes i choose

a new poem walks
the earth you are rebirth
of universe mind

i don't know what is
humanity but puzzle
in a hollow mind

its all a matter
of an emptiness that falls
up to a nothing

there is cause effect
some causes are self ingrained
some effects painful