in the drawnness that pervades by absence,
we are the presupposition of questioning.
experience is poetic guise gone public.
for us,
to become mindfully aware,
beyond the inner presence,
of that which represents,
as the moment,
to become beyond what constitutes,
that represents,
to have abandoned the fallout of the present,
as it experientially carries on,
to be of the cutting edge of transformation,
before its presence is realized,
as absence achieved,
to immerse into the essence of unrealized,
to leave experience,
as account and occurrence,
to be ever from before the manifest,
but not of the elements,
that compose experience that can occur,
to be an isness,
beyond what wisdom could express,
to be so much of everything,
by nothingness,
for leaving no path
or point of entry,
in taking nothing along,
as remembrance or worth,
to be where the language of audience,
falls away,
where no shape of sound can attest,
to be of that of everything,
but unknown and unannounced,
where the integrity of beingness
has no audience,
and then to be where,
mindfulness disrobes
of its own accord . . .
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