LIFESTREAM
I have stepped out of that. I am sourcing the cosmos,
coming through loud and clear all through space :
edges and endless solar winds and radiated light
fierce and burning I shall see right through things for
verily I say unto you : Nothing exists and all is
nothing.
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This morning at dawn, a small bird
was singing high up in the tree.
There was nothing else present,
just that small bird and me.
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