so what is, is?

what is expression 

without the need for outcome?

what is presentation 

without the cutting edge of affect?

what is embodiment 

without the need of feedback?

what is all of effort 

beyond the landscape of light reflecting?

where is it in a broad spectrum way

that individuations are boundary-less?

where in all of this,

is therefore a consummate one,

ever in the energetics of further refinement.

as if essentially,

we are, 

in our oneness,

beyond the reach, the itch, or the scratch

of sensory involvement.

we are 

so timeless 

as to be concurrent,

so broad spread 

as to be not definable

by time or space,

so complete 

as to be without the landscape

of definition or claim.

where we can't be of a bother 

to be aware,

as if to be separate from,

can't be of 

and have a presence as self, identified.

for there is no audience to our oneness. 

for to be of this eminence,

is to be

beyond the embrace of experience,

to be of that which goes out

but never leaves,

to be of that which is

yet was of never been before,

of that, 

that leaves no record forward

from the present,

dwells well beyond 

what would be considered

as the outside of time,

and subsequently creates, 

with no appearance of occupancy

and yet of the now, 

having at 

the isness of the all . . .