Selflessness
Thought is border
-like an elephant’s fragile rope-
it can bind without substance
Unexamined belief binds beings
as beings
Take this collection
of thought, call it my mind
Take this collection of memory moments
call it my life
Here, newly minted sense percepts become world
And me- oh my-
created by boundary
& fresh space time
.
And so it is seen.
and still it continues.
what isn’t * what is
what is*what isn’t
love makes more and more sense
and sense makes more and more love as the drop drops pretense
of self-origination
oceanic love continues
moving, crashing against itself- spraying the 10 000 things
being-drops
.
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