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Sunday, 12 July 2009

LIFE GOES ON

In life and death

------Yes

LIFE GOES ON


--You live with what you think is possible
Endless possibility
---(if you are open to such)
God has no sides,
--------takes none,
---Is all of them
--------------as One
things stand for things
--but they are also
-----just things
We are all "neurotic"
-It is the nature of
-----individuality
-fluid
Solidifies
Mistake
Can we even see
without walls?
Shall we leave
the whole world blind
Or shall we leave
the world behind?
the world of things that are not suited
the world of thoughts in minds we've looted,
Shall we leave the whole world blind
or think of words So
convoluted
wishes that are
not quite suited
shall we leave
before we've started
coming, love
have you departed(?)
coming, love
we come to find
it's here we leave
the world behind

Now is no separation

We build the walls
because we think
it would be better.
We can't see
over them
anymore
Our constructions
they are so good
Built
to the highest
modern
standard
of cement
and bricks
and wall-ness...

We have built
some pretty good walls

and this is where we are-
inside them-
outside them
running up the cracks
of them
They are
our brainchild
our brain children
these walls
of the world and mind.
Our walls exist
We cannot see
we see, we see?
We cannot see.

Bliss; forever ourselves fooled

There is
nothing

Nothing to see
Nothing to do
Nothing to be

So we make ideas
solid
to live by

we can't see through.


Living by the ideal
the anti-ideal
the 'embracing both and
letting them dissolve'
ideal

we make our worlds we
live by

when there

is

wonderfully

space
no space

time
no time

nothing to do
nothing to say
nothing to be

nothing to be- or see- but this.

It

Is What Is
There
Is
No
One-
Sided
Coin
Awaken to what is
------Without effort
------------------See.
pen strokes I made
------that apparently say

------------------something
We live our own stories

----collective,

-------personal

walls are there

----------stories

come down

----------stories

come down
webs of fantasy
----------to hold us in
--from the beautiful wonderful nothing
-------------------there
----------------actually is
-my spirit body moves
--------through bodily paces
----not mine
----------but social
------------------graces
-------spiritual
-----------faces
spirit body moves
----------through bodily paces