Poems

My shadow:
my suppressed Other.
Our shadow:
our global nightmare.

Buried contaminants
fester and corrupt.

A tunneling infection
leads to utter corruption.

Cast light on your darkness within.
Allow its power to be lost.

Accept our evil contagion.

Without suppression,
it heals.

Disinfect within,
cleanse without.

I am certain,
I am not a self.

Not being a self,
there is nothing
capable of being certain!

Logic fails,
the mind seizes.

Inner debate vanishes.

The multi-self panel
falls silent.

Can you read words
to negate thoughts?

Can anything be spoken
from a quiet mind?

Or, will soundless words erupt,
spewing endless paragraphs?

Is your monologue within infinite?

Casually observing word-thoughts,
we drift away.

Chaotic soup obscures
tenuous connections.

Information constructs
increasing bridges.

Accelerating,
clusters begin to merge.

A flash of abrupt structure,
from liquid to geometry.

Rigid strength
and stillness remains.

Where the self
once dwelled
remains a gaping
mind hole.

It connects to our star
and Milky Way propeller.

There is no me
to peer inside it.

It has no basis
from which to gaze out.

Branching from a supercluster,
there is no one
to be devout.

Open awareness,
open consciousness,
a sense of being continuous.

Boundaries nowhere,
“inner” and “outer”
are meaningless.

Unfolding with our environment,
there is no definition.

Do I write to erase me?
Am I sharing to negate you?

From where does the message originate?

What does “your” looking?
Where is the platform?
What are the goals?

Release. Let go. Abandon.

Living as oblivion,
nothing attaches,
nothing sticks.

The masses judge,
“No direction! No goals!”

Not contributing
while unreactive
expands collective peace.

Magnify inward to perceive
various waves and geometries.

Zoom out to flee!

Behold complete emptiness
and swirling eternity.

A self emerges
from a non-self.

“Growing up”,
powerless against conditioning.

Taught to be an individual,
we cherish given labels.

Grasp and resist!
Attain and reject!

Have your designations
tortured you sufficiently?

Have you completed
your unique miseries?

A self dissolving
to a non-self
is a natural restoration.