'...it soaked by the lake,
of mind's whispering willow,
as Silence,
I hear its core,
whipping the current of tears.'  
~

Regardless of its virtue, 'relationships' are craving' delights! Digesting' sentiments within its empty,
One 'finds' love without its appetite for being found.
~

'over its blazing embers,
αναστενάρια soul dances!
pray's flamings igniting,
glowing in the fire,
O, ecstatic master,
I 'simply' am.'

Resistance feeds on fears,
Fear feeds on beliefs,
Beliefs are feasting on concepts in perceptions of a separate self!
O, courage,
Courage is needed!
Transparent,
Genuine,
Heart,
Bursting its million pieces of One!
~

secluded,
without vision,
quiet,
no wonders 'here',
formulates itself,
cropping spectacle,
drumming its heart until it prevails.'

'with no capacity within its prayer,
summons,
Humanity.'

Healing. A myth. The most generous illusion of all. When I go to bed in pain and I wake up in pain, the only 'interval' of peace befalls when asleep. Even then dreams appear like...family of zombies hunting me and regardless of what follows, peace remains! So if I remember while asleep, that 'my' dreams are random, appearing within me as peace, why can't I remember, when 'awake', that a painful 'reality' is a dream within 'my' sleep, and all displays through conscious are nothing, but a script in the wind. Where do I find myself a 'bed' and how can I sleep, when I'm all along sleeping my dream.
~

'sweating for its meat,
self-fed gets comfortably indeed,
yet a wolf who wears fleeces...
is a funny looking sheep.'

'Being ready or not is irrelevant, when tissues are wearing off and bodies are quivering, in each storm, are swayed by the wind, as eternal peace of delivering.'
~

per words denied,
sharp tongue cut's centuries,
yet!
its service needn't immunity.'

'Its spiral sprang!
Hanging from a string sprawled in the forest amongst trees,
ran with fireflies and burning horses...
like a mad man mirror's reflection of none.'
~

'One pool,
'hundred experts' sinking,
split body pieces advancing,
liquefying borderless,
does not '****' that which did not create.'

'When the Sun is in flames, hooray, comes the ultimate 'cook'!
Earth trial of homemade recipes is One of its finest.
Don't be shy, undress to impress!
Dare feel the hotplates' burners and dine!
Mind's alert! Can't you see,
'Chef's baking the most exquisite s_ _t for your dessert?
Love, thank you, and Bon appetite.'
~

'within peace,
human's narrative's pouches
are
empty
of anguish,
empty of bliss.'
~

'purpose'
within life's eternity is just a pause,
a fragile moment's tiny punctuation in immortality,
as I,
in truth's strain trials
Am unfettered.'
~

'high!
refreshing so to speak,
never shy,
neither weak,
muscle,
'two' inches over hill.'

'...and It made an artisan!
Seen by those who aren't born yet.'
~

'It collides, in this master segment, records articulation's dead, therefore alive! The windsurfed purpose of those who didn't catch the drift is long gone, yet still beside, climbing downhill, consumed in praising for nothing in faith's genuine friend's infinite zeros of that, which has no self of its had.'
~

'exhibited its delivering,
upon heart's collection of crickets,
lifeless,
yet shivering.'

'..human's patches
seeding undercover,
flesh merely's worth the effort,
in whatever I discover.'
~

'tremendous cruising,
through gate's vertical lines,
unbothered,
Nature eternally snoozing,
as I 'am' sleepwalking awake.'

'enjoy your bliss,
dive in the affection of its goodies.
it shall pass.
enjoy your suffering,
Own it while you can!
sacred Humanity,
existing extremity within its thicket,
stretching its legs, listening to crickets,
searching for a winner of a 'golden ticket.'

'is not like it made a list of ways to assassinate itself!
expanded linear optics 'are' washing its canvas,
demolishing its Own existence
inside eternal preparation to understand,
near it will smear as 'It Is' Becoming stained,
traumatised landscapes,
embraced within a character's temptation to escape.
now!
how epic have 'I' been my Self.'

'for I ...
there are no diversions,
as no battle on diversion has yet been declared!'
~

'Until facing the umbra,
One's sleeping with 'the' lights on!
Once awake within its slumber, 'sees its shadows' as it is.'
~

'snapped its mind on an edge of a realm,
irrelevant 'two' marks from trial's earth,
now's an unfettered run.'
~

'Once ****** out of 'its' comfort zone, the body aches!
As discomfort matures through its screen leisures,
It thrives...
'Knowing' that in each umbra,
mind's tool are an empty treasures.'
~

Once the 'Art' of ''Beating a dead horse'', turns into a serious hobby, Those, floating between holly banks, navigating a 'boat',
are majoring One foot in and out of their throat.
~

'the Truth is that...
''my'' heartbeats!'
~

'Sees 'within' itself!
Unveiling undergoing's Births as infinite blessings.'  
~

'Alive...
Is between breaths assets!'
~

'Between brackets won't flee.
Comfortably in its pause, the obvious Is barking!
Yet impossible to hear nor to see.'
~

'...when you wane,
would I comprehend,
your heart' vertical rise,
reaches no end,
as infinite love,
I am here,
loyal friend.'
~

'In grace's barefooted shuffles,
conscious' pulling spiritual muscles.'
~

'Trust no tomorrows however pleasant.
Let the yesterdays bury its dead!
In the breathing presence of truth,
Humanity's departing leaves its trail on a cloud of dust.'
~

The death of human design and its nature...
Shredded my heart into a fortune!
~

'I, in the land of the free ...
'where' would you be without me!'
~ Ego

'I', seen,
eye's cataract ...  
savouring
the edge of an erratic router.'
~

'...found its way and bred a 'game',
to undo the rules of mind and frame.
And nature laughed away as the voices grew,
washed out the field and buried 'their' crew.
So how does a 'twilight' paws!
Closer than a heartbeat, knowledge flashes out,
in every now 'abolished',
within 'a dream' it Is, as it Is without.
Hasn't walked 'for days' though It followed,
Human marks within Nature's empty trace is of little use...
for the Earth to swallow.
When 'mind' plucks it up in its Is.land of doom,
thoughts all have turned up into a choir of a glorious fool.'
~

...'I's sweet conversations, full of half sentences!
Swapping its thought inside uninterrupted nap.'
~

'I crewed 'today',
...
O thee,
have you puzzled me
with care,
in the land of the free?
~

'Cerebella's bailiwick summits are on endless sale, 'I' insists purchasing One for the road, but ''my'' friend seems rather comfy, with or without its human ''retail''.'
~

'Starved or fed,
companies' universal numbers are riding conscious carousels, spinning its head in silence' under-covered majors!'
~

' shine bright it says,
  unknown,
  gone before its arrival!'
  ~

...this 'body' miracle birthed,
breathed,
fed,
neither bad nor good,
in ignorance's purity,
'misunderstood'.
~

'There is no way to love or hurt ''another'',
when sinking within my heart,
Truth needn't approval.'

'broken bones!
joints growing judgment!
it beats,
but I feel strong...
dozing pulsation.'
~

'Moulded in vertical drawings,
Valley's peak drills holes in the sky,
...In vain...
'I' floating ignorance 'Am' celebrated disposition...
Of a God's ego claim.'
~

'Mind's high-grade orchestra,
the best One in its game!
Sat and sang its Ego killer' strain.'
~

'...Welcome stranger,
to the show...

...In 'the middle' of a dream,
needn't grasp a thing...'
~