and . . .

if I move deeply into your eyes,

I move out of a body experience.

I am having a dialogue that leaves language behind.

it passes through sounding as if hearable

and then into some form of emersion, 

that dismisses the naming of things,

anything based on referentials, 

any sense of space as absent from here and now.

I came as a person, 

in a separate from,

and that is all vanquished as non-relevant.

I am for now emittance,

an integrity of emittance.

I have no know or reciprocal sense. 

there is no long term to a logic or knowability.

if I have a pointedness to focus,

it is slowly relinquishing that as a skill.

for without time as a hindrance,

knowing, as if featuring a self, 

is, long a sense of isolation, now lost.

now is present

and there is no referential to existence.

robust is,

but the experience of it 

has no acknowledged retention.

even experience as a registry is gone.

memory is uselessly faint in passing.

eventually the now, as if termed,

is so deeply and profoundly fabriced, 

that there is no time-space language-based. 

there is no audience, 

for scale or reference or narrative.

imagine is boundless,

yet there is no one separate from 

for its usage to be invented or discovered.

just stripping away everything known,

then stripping away the capacity to know,

then relinquish awareness in any sense

as separate from,

then be of that which does not, as separate, exist, 

that is in and of unity without the referentials.

just the be, 

beyond the proposition of

all time and space.

that you have the thought of that,

is the seed essence 

to imagine into vibrationally radiant

but without generating experience as the sideshow.

it's a leap that leaves these words,

leaves the thoughts that were generative

and centers upon,

beyond what understanding as entry could offer.

strip away all the wardrobe of being as aware,

and be the oneness of being . . .