We never enter the future
we never exit the past.
There is only the moment
eternal, infinite, vast.
It is One, it is All
beyond time and space.
It is not a secret to state:
It awareness that creates
Not the sensory pleasures
indulged by your physical self.
That is the illusion
that keeps you in your cell.
You are not what you experience
We suffer in this hell.
Because we fail to see the truth
that only wise men tell.
Through suffering
lessons are shown.
In reflection
all is known.
Through perception
the One is reborn.
But even if I had hands and feet
even if I awoke from a dream.
from birth to death
although I have grown.
Without consciousness
all would be unknown.
Jan 24, 2012
Jan 24, 2012 at 3:24 AM UTC
We never enter the future
we never exit the past.
There is only the moment
eternal, infinite, vast.
It is One, it is All
beyond time and space.
It is not a secret to state:
It awareness that creates
Not the sensory pleasures
indulged by your physical self.
That is the illusion
that keeps you in your cell.
You are not what you experience
We suffer in this hell.
Because we fail to see the truth
that only wise men tell.
Through suffering
lessons are shown.
In reflection
all is known.
Through perception
the One is reborn.
But even if I had hands and feet
even if I awoke from a dream.
from birth to death
although I have grown.
Without consciousness
all would be unknown.
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