Duality is not reality Illusory fractality All is one in actuality Merely flow, factually
We spew distinctions and categories Reinforced with teachings and allegories Form begets function and hides the true junctions Structures simplify our senses so we do not swiftly die
To live as one, connected to all Is oddly not compatible with life When peace is necessary for strife The rise just a part of the fall There’s no reason to avoid the knife
For survival we must throttle this expanse of information Categorize and segment Love, despise, and fragment Place labels of good and bad To navigate the moral landscape To function as one in the part of the whole But in doing so, we split our soul These labels surely take their toll They hide the unity of you and me Strangle the beauty to simply be They keep us from being free
There is no light without dark No flame without spark There is no cold without heat No slow without fleet No better without worse No life without the hearse
Death and life two sides of the same coin You and I seem separate but are in fact joined These invisible lines divide and try to hide That we are all beautifully, inevitably, intertwined
To see past these illusions We must accept flowing fusions Every cause has an effect We are spiraling specks Coalescing and creating Forming and making Finally breaking The cycle continues Eternally, infernally Or ceaselessly, peacefully For me This connection is a gift A resurrection from the rift
The void is void when we don’t avoid it If you are me and I am you There is truly nothing left to do I float and live and love and die I find little interest in finding out why Instead I just seek to live in truth Love Impermanence Equanimity
Realizing control takes a toll Surrendering control is the goal We are all just a part of the whole
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So if you really go the whole way and See how you feel about the prospect of vanishing forever If all your efforts and all your achievements and All your attainments, turning into dust Into nothingness.. What is the feeling? What happens to you? It's a curious thing The most real state is the state of nothingness That's what it's all going to come to
you can feel yourself – not as a stranger in the world, not as something here unprobational, not as something that has arrived here by fluke - but you can begin to feel your own existence as absolutely fundamental.