• Akosua Biraa

Such is Beauty







beauty

is such

revelation of truth

quest:

question those precepts & preconceptions

taken most 4 granted,

all mind games

interpretations of this is (not) it

ask:

who is the operator of I am

who runs this mental-body

who am I

creator or (solely) victim

of my effects, impulses & drives

what-is, this alien entity

moving me, myself & I through

space-

time

to drop all

involuntary signifiers of identity

fused in consciousness

by language

just to whom do these thoughts appear

self

less of mind is

supramental being

push off from syntax--words & images

cloud my head room

as I fly out, no, jump off, of

all the nests in this material zone/

phenomenal plane's heir

sickness of the soul

fear

anxiety

depression

terror of abandonment

needing still to be left alone

lost in place

does not answer the query

it's false enmeshment

into subject-object, binary system overload

warning (fit to explode)

so then, is there even a world

to interpret

obsessive mind

open up to intuition

knowing

enigmas--

freedom from identification

is the love that I seek

w/in the love I already am

entire cosmic web

woven

single intelligence

yet this unidentified flying, objects

to the vast unknown

w/ nothing to defend

except suffering is what gives

ego-pleasure

caution

complex

reasoning the I cannot want

its own elimination,

but self longs for it

is such

beauty


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