« A Knife of 20 Edges »
Wednesday, October 21, 2009 1.
Trillions upon trillions of swimmers swim
Across the river
Just to swim back.
How grotesquely rational!
2.
Silence echoes
With emptiness.
That’s it!
3.
Eckhart Tolle aside.
Siddhartha Gautama aside.
Vladimir Lenin aside.
I was born in ego,
I will die in ego.
Aside!
4.
Every moment
You inhale emptiness.
And
It laughs
At you.
5.
An autopilot puts
Itself on autopilot
And goes A.W.O.L.
Finally free
From the idea
Of freedom.
6.
One duality.
And an infinity of interpretations.
7.
Emptiness
Is no one’s.
The one and only orphan.
The first born.
The last undying.
8.
You smelled nothing.
You felt nothing.
You tasted nothing.
You heard nothing.
You saw nothing.
It was all mediated
by Nothing.
Exactly in that evolutionary sequence.
From exactly nothing.
To exactly Nothing.
As always.
As ever.
And yet, as never before!
That’s life
In all its nothing-new-under-the-Sun novelty.
9.
I remember those three-line poems,
When I had too much to say
And too little time to say it.
10.
The very first time I sell out
Is the first time I sell out.
I gain no interest in that.
11.
Consequence
Breaks the free fall
Of its own freedom.
12.
In trying to remember what I forgot
I remember this.
13.
First there was reality.
Then
There was an inventor of punctuation
who couldn’t stand the idea
Of a sentence ending without a period sign
14.
I already see that I’ve exhausted
All my spares.
Nothing’s left.
15.
In a many-fold multi-lingual poly-universe
Of mind-forms
There’s only one Consciousness.
You are it!
16.
I had two breaths.
I gave you one and kept one for myself.
Whereto will we exhale?
17.
Like a dream tired of reality,
mind resigns.
Enough.
18.
There is no 18.
There is a number “18” but there is nothing that it refers to.
Whenever you say there’s “18 of these”
You are looking at 18 of ones
And what makes these 18 ones “18”
Is your decision to call them such.
Same with the word “nothing.”
The word exists
But what it refers to
Doesn’t.
19.
Meaning of life is like a bomb on a timer.
You race all life trying to diffuse it.
You run out of time.
And then it doesn’t explode.
20.
"Enlightenment" is like a bladder infection.
First, you feel like you can’t hold it
in quotations marks any longer,
And then it slips out.
pavel somov, still is
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