Poems

We are united in nothingness.
We are one across All.

Yin Yang, a singular symbol

Withdraw and invade
Simultaneously.

Contract and explode
In one instant.

Reactions nagate.
Stillness remains.

Hiding below all things,
Nothingness sparkles peacefully.

It waves and shoots
Through every point.

We invent a chaotic oblivion
In our minds.

The undifferentiated
Binds the Universe.

“Nothing”,
Another applied label

A unique sound-scribble
Negating itself.

Split it to find
An anti-thing!

A true Taoist knows:
There cannot exist
A true Taoist!

No words lurk within
Those incapable
Of self description.

Unspeakable Tao
Beckons unnamed followers.

It dissolves self-ascribed labels.

Not understanding, not describing,
We surrender to its mysterious flow.

A million frequencies
In every “space”,
Incomprehensible
Is its density.

Strange little filters are we,
Processing a fractional sliver.

Atoms, filled with emptiness.
Herenow, engorged with All.

Humanity, one mass
The individual, non-existent

One soul or group soul?
Animal soul or planet soul?

Bacteria, cells, or viruses?
Chemicals or biochemicals?

Mainly water molecules!
Gel-like sacs