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Dec 2023
I can’t face the future and

turn my back on the past

at the same time. That is

like asking a pendulum to

pause midway between a

tick tock and keep rhythm.


Now doesn’t exist, it is an

illusion being proliferated

by Eckhart Tolle and those

of similar ilk, who profess

to having reached Nirvana

by stopping mind activity.


I bet they dream at night

just as we all do, nobody

can control subconscious

activity, even those dumb

blonds with dyed black roots

have rapid eye movement.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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