1. last case of 2020
In the end, it’s just a case of great forgetfulness and mistaken identity.
Like trochaic intent falling into dactyls and anapests.
Or an I for an eye.
There’s nothing wrong with dreaming. Everyone does it.
2. speaking suddenly
When the fog of personality disappears
the black hole / blank screen is dispassionately witnessing
the sunlit mirror of universal consciousness and worlds appearing in it
as spontaneous kensho/revelation of sudden self-awareness so to speak.
3. greetings people of earth
I am writing myself a melody baroque by self-addressing this love note to you.
As in poetry, all wars are formal. We’re like mythic frogs practicing their haiku in boiling water.
The penultimate is the ultimate paradox. It’s either paraverse or western bartleby by eastern samadhi.
There is no personal choice. Enlightening intent is the strangest of ways. It’s my new year's resolution for you. Enjoy!
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