Not "you", the ego,
but your "you-ness".
Not a family member,
or a twig on a family tree,
but the life of the tree itself,
and the soil in which it grows.
Not a person,
but an essence -
a flavor,
a perfume.
A seed unfolds
idea into matter,
and imbues it
with Itself.
Soul
wears Body
like a suit.
Mind
liaises.
*(And these
are only
convenient distinctions
for the sake
of storytelling.)*
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 10:24 PM UTC
Not "you", the ego,
but your "you-ness".
Not a family member,
or a twig on a family tree,
but the life of the tree itself,
and the soil in which it grows.
Not a person,
but an essence -
a flavor,
a perfume.
A seed unfolds
idea into matter,
and imbues it
with Itself.
Soul
wears Body
like a suit.
Mind
liaises.
*(And these
are only
convenient distinctions
for the sake
of storytelling.)*
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