#identity – The Zen Poetic

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Note to self -
Who do you think you are?
What makes you tick?
Why so glib with your remarks?...

Do you see what I see?
Are you connected to my senses?
Or do you live in a separate dimension?

Deranged and estranged entanglement.
If you are me then what am I?

I glare bewilderingly into my reflection,
and ask, who's this guy?

Seeing The Feeling

They come and they go

Like memories made of sand

Like dust in the wind

Picking up The Pieces

Shattered illusions

Fictional world collapses

Behold the fragments

I can’t shake this feeling of being dead inside

I’ve tried all the drugs and therapy that you can supply

Lost in a world created to decieve

Help me find the map that I need

Show me the route

That leads me to the truth

Then I can escape

From this distorted mistake

Get me back to the realm of normal

Let my eye’s see into the portal

When you come looking for me

I’ll be in that place that rests between the sky and the sea

Who said that?…

Static fuzz and flow

Audible mess creates noise 

Words lose their meaning

Lost Souls

Attachment to "I"

Disappointment is result

Let go of the self

Time Zones

Beating of the drum 

Watch how the tempo changes

Find your own rhythm

I See You

Your mind thinks it's in charge
Like a ghost in the machine
It's just a passenger hitching a ride
on this intergalactic rollercoaster.

It's convinced itself you are you
The real you knows without needing to 
know, your thoughts they come and go,
to and fro, into the stream they flow and
then they drown.

They resurface from time to time but they 
are essentially dead, just residue floating 
on the surface, some are like rotten apples
bobbing, enticing you back to take a bittersweet bite, fooling you that you won't choke on their seeds.

Let the apples go, let them dissolve into the 
currents. Water purifies, and transforms them 
into power, just like taking a walk in the April
Shower. The seeds that are leftover will blossom and flower.

My soul set free, the mind watches on from the view of it's Ivory Tower.

Robotic Meat

Wandering mind slave

On automatic pilot

A brainwashed great ape

Professor of Life (an ode to Alan Watts)

Prophetic wordplay

Dazzled with your wit and depth

Teach me your knowledge

I spent many late hours listening to the teachings of Alan Watts whom I came across completely by accident. Now and again when I need to refresh my wisdom I watch and listen to him on YouTube.

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