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Marble is there for
people to smell its wet surface. So are the forests, moss, bark, trees; Wet. For us to look at their surface in sunlight falling at certain angle

Wet, cool droplets falling on the rocks
All insects, snails, pollens, mosses etc.
part in this process

Let the water do its thing, and
fall, calmly, in rhythm, on rocks

Infinite opposites, contrast to the character,
angles. Slicing the character(object) into millions of layers

Then these layers are to be investigated
in entire spectrum of light by the observer, a curious,
precise scientist. The adept of air, fire, earth and water
dwelling high atop the tower - Wisdom house; the Temple of Elements.

What does it even
mean
     to be dead?

Went to an old abandoned house,
Chilly, wooden, dark & vacant
    I stoked up the fire

  the heat went up.

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   Adorn my shatter'd skull
with mandala
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Rusty bullet went through my thoughts
in a windy haze of mind.
Taken aback, I turned my head
To see a figure of a bandit,
With his smoky gun held high,
Pointing straight into my eye
   A duellist
                an invader
A ghost straight from borderlands   
Relentless soul
  coming after me

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I watched it all
Sink calmly
Into december night sky
Like a turning page

Magical mesmerization
Of icy stars
Glittering in frozen time
Stay here, be in it
Fade low, dark
Let the time run
Through the crystalline web