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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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Nov 15, 2020
Nov 15, 2020 at 7:19 PM UTC
A Part of the Whole
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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There is one big illusion We have a spacious room, where you are living on your own Filled with perception The concept of identity that you know The limited illusion of the self It only creates confusion Because now we’re separated from eachother Though we think it’s not We only have to learn to Let the e-go
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Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 5:26 AM UTC
Illusion
There is naught which is not That which is Not
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 1:46 PM UTC
Mantra of the Unraveled Self
All my life is waves, expressed as rays, phases, and cancellations... ...Waving by and paving over what I made in other ages Undulating sway, disrupting Self, the Phrase, the Word, the Way -- Nameless, without shape - within all shape - all touch, all taste; One expressed as Two: compress, expand, repeat. In balance, truth. Lilting swells that break in mind and water, endless scintillation; Every word as complex as its counterpart, unpatterned ocean; All motion the illusion of Desire, the fire that burns to Rest... ...But only ever simulates, for trough but stimulates the crest; When all my waves have ceased and found their peace, there ends my quest.
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Aug 4, 2011
Aug 4, 2011 at 4:45 PM UTC
Waves