Startled out of bed while in the deep abyss of natural
awareness, I dream. Daylight is the pigment of imagination.
Beliefs are filtering the light of this
existence manufacturing the spectrum of emotions. God, they’re really colorful and
mesmerizing!
Inertia is the world's one law and love its only outlaw. None
of this is what it seems to be but all of it is what it is.
Awareness only sees itself in seeing through reflections in
itself. Because there really isn't any object, no one talks about that subject.
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