illusion illusory the mind flowing
river talk write faster shooting go
away flow freedom through me
empty breeze blow
mind everywhere
coherent incoherence
mind mind not crazy dying
goodbye enter God enter Nothing
enter Emptiness leave no entrance
inside and outside the same no
entrance no movement
is
everything and nothing
no poems of longing
is
in this moment
no more places
no longing
is
the realization
of nothing. ness.
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i was born of silence, and silence is my foundation. everything else is anarchy, chaos and confusion. living and breathing silently. that's all.
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