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Monday, November 20, 2023

how to spell the oneness


spellbound into an enveloping vastness,

uplift-whispering intimately overheard. 

this surround in a smiling meltdown. 

this is its emersion in passing.

objectified becoming mystified. 

perception's veil being lifted.

sensory ordained, 

loosing its definitional distance.

now to weep in joy

and cry in sighs of ecstasy.

sense of self slowly departing.

all of movement without timeline perspective.

imagination only working as second-thoughts.

the sense of gravity is surface-less-ly embraced,

as if leaving definitional speak for tonal say.

breathing in air in inter-dimensional volumes,

for the sensory of in-breath is a constant purr.

trust is an endless stillness presence. 

being is inside of this oneness expression. 

cellular awareness admittedly adhering.

shimmering becomes a constant refinement.

vastness is beyond thought provoked.

volume is surfacelessly embraced.

sacred is now sensory common place.

mood is meaningfully enveloping. 

self is a meltdown in the expansive.

voluminous is an all-around hum. 

noticing is loosing its sidedness,

as objectified gives way to embrace.

space lets go of its surface appeal.

there is an overwhelm of viscosity, 

as an intercourse with awareness,

as ecstasy feels for any ongoing aftereffect.

thought gives up its taste for containment.

awareness is free range venturing, 

definitional softens into descriptive.

meaningful knows for itself, 

before say comes to be mindfully present.

everything is now without surfaces or timelines.

notice is ageless in its approach.

there is a sigh into an endless embrace.

experience has lost its bystander status.

this is how to spell the oneness.

all words are the same bead, fondled.

all speak is involuntary sounding. 

all method is seamless in its approach. 

every in-breath is another attempt at now,

into a sensory aware without dimensions,

as these words become a wick-less blue,

on the flameless light of immersion . . .

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