life is not about the profundity of content.
breath is so much closer to living the truth
than recognition of content can offer.
the occupancy of content actually exists
as clutter to authentic consciousness.
deep-worth does not present itself
but offers immersion potential.
true recognition does not have a mind-screen
but exists more profoundly as the results
of a oneness embrace.
there are forever eyes
beyond the onset of content.
it is the visually profound shapelessness
that does not settle to be objectified,
that senses experience only as a bystanders' account.
it is a prominence without foreground and back,
a presence beyond even contradiction's grasp,
a feeling that inundates the mind-room
before it can quick-flood into words.
where feeling is all of light
before its effort at journey arises.
the myth of content provides the altar
for the prayer of reality to be offered.
sometimes authentic prayers are answered
but not in the form of replies,
not even in the presentation of miracles,
but more so, in the sense of self love acknowledged,
in the advances of empathetic inclusions,
in the rise of emotional presence to be shared,
and possibly a dimensional grasp of being
from soul perspective.
yet content is such a disguise,
to be playing with
and not get
what the absolute quest is about . . .
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