The baby pure awareness of a little
baby's eyes attending to
the filtered light within this
great cross-section of eternal self-awareness.
For in-between awareness and this
self-awareness
appears to be a space-time
universe, o star child!
But you must close your eyes, my
dearest one,
and be this mirror in which you see
your self.
Don't let division keep you up at
night. One is not divisible by zero.
All belief is absolutely
unbelievable.
When I'm lost, I return to this I
am—I'm always here.
There’s always seems to be a red
rubber ball in these stories.
Monkey see. Monkey do. Monkey sees
through monkey too.
Light is the only knowledge and the
only knowledge is the emperor of ice cream.
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