I want to experience that part of me
that does not take anything outwardly in,
that part that is readily aware
but is attentioned
on the constancy behind aware,
that part that has solved
the information overload,
that part that has gotten past
the process of particulars,
that part that sees the menials of logic
in play,
that part that has watched belief
long for and fester,
that part that registers a deeper sense
than language can apply
towards understanding,
that part that feels for the whole of life
beyond the dimensions occupied
by presentation's forms,
that part that preserves the whelm
and fills the frame-breaks,
that part that does not have age or gender as determinates,
that part that allows and pervades
without interruption,
that part that goes beyond
what know offers,
resides outside of the metaphor of time,
and has universe at heart
beyond dimensional concerns.
I want experience to divest and rekindle,
to eliminate the audience method
of observance,
to give up on knowing as standard refrain,
to be within the energetics of being
without the perspective of narrative taken,
to have experience
as an integrity of livingness,
to existence within and without
the memory paradigm,
to have experience
as intimate connectivity ongoing,
to have experience
without retention as worth
just full bodied consuming,
ever the ongoing.
I want experience as isness
without pragmatic awareness,
just the passing of the last word of language
to be 'oneness'
as definitional awareness fades.
experience as the enlightenment
beyond silence,
beyond what sense could propose,
beyond what a self could surrender ,
beyond what livingness could muster
as means.
experience beyond definitional account,
experience, seamlessness as fully aware
yet aware having no retentive account.
experience beyond having knowing
as a stance.
experience that is eventually
not any more
a transductive part of a me . . .
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