LOSS
freedom has lost
its meaning
there’s disorder, division,
dastardly doubts and deeds
exist within
me|you — us|them
stuck in our many urges
desires
addictions for violence, sex, pleasure
decadence
all cloaked in proliferating permutations
of pious pretensions
such mystical absurdities
without this image
what are you
afraid of being
no—thing
DEATH
everything hangs in
no balance
uncertainty
no—thing is a plan
in the throes
of this
dying
d
y
s
t
o
p
i
a
down 2 dust
ashes
w/ no phoenix yet
in flight
OBSERVE
See yourself
as if for the first time
and only with your own eyes
not that of an—other
shed it all
prejudice
particularly peculiar vanity
idiot-synchrony
don't slip from one condition
to another
become
free
for your mind is my mind
your sorrow my sorrow
no division
in
joy
& Love
CONDUCT
keep a mind
that's quiet
uncontrolled
free, in
observation without the I
sense
inquire
ask the right question
and don't expect
an answer
all has been charted
but the map
doesn't help
until you're trapped in the territory
dark night
of the soul, adrift from this shore and the next
what is there
beyond all
search too must end
what will you find
if anything
how do you know
what to find
will you recognize it
whatever it may be
if at all
real
FREEDOM
then be a light
house onto yourself
don't follow
don't seek
just be, instant
transformation in human contact
as we have no time
just be, fearless
encounter with the real
brings you home
return 2 source
revelation
& rapture
the rules change to reset
amidst
a great rising
paranoia
know what we are
regain
freedom
that can't be taken
TRUTH
there's only consciousness
no world
only
the Self
w/o simulacra (replacing
reality with righteous representation)
poetry of God’s skin
inside out
with heart and mind
in a consummation of all
possibilities
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