Two Zero Love One Seven

The fact that truth is not knowable doesn't mean truth does not exist but love! Call it silent knowing, intuition, feeling, inspiration, apperception, divination, third eye, love. But one shall know it by not thinking.

Being is all there is. Thus, the only practice is being being. And seeing through all thought is thus instructive—postmodern deconstruction sees through thinking but seeing through the thought of thought, ah fire!

If self-awareness is the only understanding and its one deductive myth is evolution, then the current turning is the seeing through the modern meta-paradigm of scientific materialism

as well as other more traditional fundamentalisms. In other words, free will is just another name for god's plan as self-awareness says it all. Be it love, confessional, or contemporary heartbeat, before all thoughts

of pollen, which comes first, the flower or a bee? Seeing through belief is like looking without eyes—scary at first, but one evolves. Like an insect is an orchid on this lonely avenue, all is unbelievable.

Acid Sunlight Nativity Gospel

Take the energetic I Am interstate from non-stop thinking to enlightenment but you can't get there from here—a person is a thought wrapped in belief inside a meta-paradigm.

Practice is to meditation as deconstruction is to sutra as being is to tantra as self-awareness is the absolute is the absolute. And suffering teaches me there is no you

but it doesn't necessarily stop anyone from just enjoying two. For the one becomes two to know itself by loving itself and nine moons later, self-awareness.

Expecting Three Chord Mary Eastern White Pine Redwoods Ouroboros

If consciousness is the immaculate conception, birth is an afterthought, this daydream, this nightmare, reverie!

for everything appearing to be personal is just a memory, and thought is not exactly high fidelity, because emotion.


To the Tao of Transformation, the Bodhisattva of Impermanence, the Vanity of Ecclesiastes, The Jimi Hendrix Experience,

money doesn't talk but swears it's said and consciousness is not talking to consciousness but in the name of self-awareness.


The earth is not as much a planet as it is third child of the sun and I am not as much a body-mind as the only child of god—

feel my inner Eve, swallow hallucinations Adam, yeah yeah yeah.
 

Love Sonnet to Manifestation

Love is not political nor mathematical.
And love is never speakable nor unspeakable.
Love is earliest direct transmission
received from someone loving as oneself.
Thus, love is never personal but individual
and love is never intellectual but love's intelligent
and consciousness and bliss.

Yes, love is often caustic deconstruction in this further era
but love is always the germ of truth—
as love is never two but frequently is manifesting three.
Although all manifestation appears to be non-existent like a dream,
enlightenment is like a quantum universe of dreams,
great wisdom.
Deconstruct a dream but love a fever.

Reflections On a Desert Moon

There are no others; there's just projection. So coyotes are not howling at the moon but face to unoriginal face.

And as one sees the world is one's reflection, there's no longer any need to think you’re two.

For when I thought there was a world, I acted like the world, but as I know the world is me, I am.

Literally, figuratively, and experientially, consciousness is consciousness is consciousness.

Peak deconstruction isn't speaking in tongues but knowing the valley of the dawn is singularly speechless.

There's nothing like a desert for enlightening intent. And self-awareness is intent, is it not?