In a boundried notion of oneness,
separation as a method is an ever so conundrum.
Language, in its first syntactical order,
is the mystery of locational,
as a here about a there
Distinction is already a curse
beyond the discerning discovery of words.
Understanding is a limiting proposition
trapped in time-space continuums.
Anything sensory ordained
is in a “you-are-here” blunder.
Consciousness, as mindful,
is a position, taken as self absorbed.
In the absolute of oneness,
I can only take up the ‘I’
to wander, to journey, and to search
away from the source.
Transfixed on separateness is to solution seek,
to be joined as purpose, yearning for connection,
spirituality on behalf of pattern recognition,
blessedness for self-ordination,
and re-immersion as a lasting cause.
In the absoluteness of oneness,
words abandon meaning as in evaporative
is back-transformation into the one.
Oneness has no medium made of desire,
no measures made of means,
no location of definitive account,
no ‘I’ to take a stance,
to leap from here dissolves,
to say, disbands,
to claim an existence is existential denial.
For oneness is more than isness,
without the insanity of particulars as fixtures
held constant and unconnected.
All mediums in accord,
disrobed and unpronounced.
Conceptual is in release-submission,
for the eddies of mind-full is to return
to the being in and of the current.
A stream beyond the dream state,
cellular as love expressed
and love
from a beyond, beneath, as within the flow . . .
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