i.
To love awareness is self-awareness
and self-awareness is
the apocalyptic revelation of
awareness.
For being is the only love and
being is the only knowledge
and being is the only universe of
self-awareness.
Accordingly to love awareness is to
know awareness
and to know awareness is to be
awareness
and to be awareness is this
self-awareness, love.
ii.
Listen, conditioning is the canvas
one is purchasing with
deconstruction—
the dreaming is the painting is the
art of self-awareness.
Buddha may have said it better in
the sutras
but no one reads them for the
stories anymore.
Yesterday I heard the red-winged
blackbirds first
and then I saw them saying soon
I’ll hear the peepers in the wetlands—
being being being
iii.
Of all the space-time
in all being
in Awareness,
she walks into mine—
open eyes of an infant,
fantasies of seven billion people,
deep sleep of the light fantastic.
To reiterate, an early morning
pond,
Blue Ridge Mountains
and a country love song.
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