The reality of truth,
to go inside your mind,
to be nothing and all.
Earth rover, the vessel of
consciousness.
Nothing is a must,
nothingness the foundation of
a deeper more profound core understanding,
leading the way up above and
down under,
out and beyond.
As Life is death is life,
as rotting matter giving life
to a seeking seed.
Fermentation,
transmuting base metals into
the most pure,
letting you,
as a tree grow,
into one.
Becoming the woods,
one mass under the stars,
the one rooted in all.
All is one,
nothing is all is one
Salt of the earth,
Peacock tail demon spirit
flowing free without worries.
Solitude sits well with you,
a meager meal for a hungrier
mind,
filling you up as the years
goes by.
Feeding on visions and
experiences,
past and present.
One by one the transition
moves forward towards everywhen.
Small cracks in humble
materials showing a reality forgotten by generations.
Look at me now,
standing alone on the beach,
in the forest,
on a mountain top.
Dissolved and coagulating into
one material,
without an ego,
transparent.
Look at me now.
The negativity of your ego
has no place near me and my sacred space, I will hurt you as a vessel of meat
and bone, I will love you as the spirit that you are.
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