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Sunday, May 9, 2010

The Polarized Tapestry

Maroon ridden by way of thinking, forget
-stars passed on sped up tape.
Before Beta transmogrified itself, here you were:
A cataclysmic grass root of virus.
A stable molecule inciting fear.
A nucleus of ions and white blood cells.
Your parents’ shell.

In the dark, there are still roads and forks, and
“The light at the end of the tunnel was a train.”
-before there was this it had to pass.

Don’t forget anymore…At least try;
To make mock of sleight make sense
you have to forget; Try not to think for a second.
I bet you can’t.
Just be the wind.
Just be the sails.
Just be.
Be.
Just.
Be just.
Be justifiable.
Become the thought thought once and forgot and remembered.
Justify being with nothing. Be nothing and stay nothing and sleep and dream
And remember
And wake.

These recognitions on meditation are as ancient as they sound, but
With every new generation of shell comes learning
Unless your belief is that of preprogramming;
We must talk sometime then about God.

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