Consciousness is like sapwood uniting ground to leaf. Jesus,
speaking as Christ Consciousness, says a similar trope this way: "I am the way and the truth and the
life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”
No amount of thinking gets the living leaf to ground, so
death is not an option. Thus, to the world, experiential consciousness is quite the
radical idea, but to experiential consciousness, the world is only an idea.
Simply said, there’s absolutely no one but my self. At worst,
the world is my projection. At best, my manifestation. For I am the only poet!
And if another poet once said, poet be like god, I am that god, I am.
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