Look out,
across time, go
windborn in our mind being,
look out,
into the depths of ever being,
rethink the processes time used,
reimagine the silence at the moment.
All for us to have our own being in,
confined in common sense of the we
the one we of us since ever was a time,
before now, and later, still,
this same concurrency of events…
our crossing point in time.
Instants of peaceable knowing, growing
into states of conscious knowing use.
Feb 12, 2024
Feb 12, 2024 at 2:48 PM UTC
Look out,
across time, go
windborn in our mind being,
look out,
into the depths of ever being,
rethink the processes time used,
reimagine the silence at the moment.
All for us to have our own being in,
confined in common sense of the we
the one we of us since ever was a time,
before now, and later, still,
this same concurrency of events…
our crossing point in time.
Instants of peaceable knowing, growing
into states of conscious knowing use.
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