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Jul 2021
There's a dot following me around
staring at me
it has no depth
no height
length or width
and it's everywhere

you can't put your finger on it
but without it
there would be no line
and with no line
there could be no dimensionality
and without that
there would be nothing at all
so in spite of myself and all my sentiment
about being human
at the core I know I've emerged
from a mere dot
dimensionless and beyond the mind
a no-thing
and that is my god
because from that
like all of creation
that's where I come from
and ultimately
where I'm going back
as i go forward

you can't find it directly
in religion, myth, belief, faith
or anything external
but it is perceivable with in
and you can feel it
like an elevator going to the top floor

and it wordlessly whispers one thing repeatedly
relax, calm down, keep your eye on the prize
and if you look anywhere else for me
you're ****** to hell

I've been looking at it now for fifty years
and i can show it to you
zebra
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