Duality is material plain tourism.
Our senses are generally dedicated
to the dualistic perspective,
to see, feel, sense,
for our self-importance as means.
Dualistic perspective is
a perpetual bleacher seat.
Now, has no audience.
Consensus reality
is our species insular opinions,
gone viral.
The conscious mind
is never the source
but only the accomplice,
only the bystanders to the pretense
of any event.
Admittance to a god
is then a hearsay point of view.
Serenity, ecstasy, joy,
happiness and pleasure
are all postcards received
in sensate response
sent from the source point
within our being.
Having desire is like
taking a very quick shower
in self-love as a spray.
Your closest human relationships
in life,
are practical examples of beingness,
defying time and space.
Being aware of living,
is like being the editor of a self-text.
Philosophies are the psychobabble
of genuine primal utterances.
In a non-dualistic world,
the dictionary is like a used spittoon.
Spoken language is the work done,
assuming there is darkness
in the world to be avoided.
Acknowledgment, by its method,
is the denial of omnipresence.
Any thing meaningful has only come
to the surface consciousness of being.
Beyond duality allows you
to fish in rain clouds
and truly savor no catch
as a memory that never comes.
Dualistic perspective is like
having your mind in a parking garage
and remembering where that is
by the symbols used
and then, how we get there.
To live off the fat of the land
is to consider the planet
to be an essentially ugly kill
and then we have these rituals
as a feed fest roast for our existence.
In duality,
if progress is to be this capture,
then living it
as if towards higher consciousness,
is to be our self-assigned,
last meal . . .
How do you want
your dualistic “trying” fried,
before dying?
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