#reality – The Zen Poetic

Divine Decoration

Boundless energy 

There is no separation 

An infinite paint

Headless Nomad

The breath-work begins

Thought machine floating in space

Where is my head now?

Seeing The Feeling

They come and they go

Like memories made of sand

Like dust in the wind

Less is more

Awareness of awareness

Hyper sensitive alertness


Mutliverse of consciousness

Unexplained senselessness


Discontented with contentedness

This makes no difference to all suchness


It is, and that's that, no need for exegesis

Already whole, complete with fullness

 
It's not necessary to question it's genesis

More or less... An egoical exodus

Waiting Room

Am I dreaming that I'm awake?
A linear narrative that could be our mistake?

Dreaming of limitations,
Impossible lies and permutations

Invented physics,
Preposterous statistics

A conjured reality, 
Living a life of triviality

Mental abnormality
An immortal deluding it has mortality?

Is this all just a massive trip?
A nurological momentary blip?

Has my sanity just given me the slip?!