Free from Self

Constant morphing,
changing, unfolding.

Is it inherent?
Is stillness a fable?
Why is nothing stable?!

The driver of
incessant change

is not knowable.
Only its work showable.

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

A leaf grows to sigh.

In its prime,
ripped from its home,
devoured to join the soil,
returning to nourish
its ancestor roots.

Lost molecules
cycle through nature.

Mature particles
assist the base.

One becomes two,
retaining a unified base.

Exponential are
the former individuals.

Wavy shapes describe atoms,
angles dictate molecules.
Structure from geometrics.

How strange,
they efficiently clump!

Above, splitting bio branches.
Below, fluid and plasma flows.

A cosmic flowering tree,
existence unfurls.

Whether a collective
conscious or unconscious,
hive minds,
or group thoughts,

the individual is both
real to itself
and non-existent at once.