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One Drifting Dream

ONE DRIFTING DREAM

Were not each drifting dream
Some hallucination or other or
For that matter – our today?

For do we not swim by we
So caught in our ocean of
Counterfeit conjectures?

Let us all then imagine
All of one another as if
As if imagined by us all

As they all imagine us
As if As if As if As if
As if As if As if

As if As if
As if

Shooting The Breeze

SHOOTING THE BREEZE

Who was it
Installed the installer?
And as for the uninstaller;
Who will uninstall the uninstaller?
Look here, there and everywhere.

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 61

“In the immensity of consciousness, a light appears — a tiny point which moves rapidly and traces shapes, thoughts, and feelings, like a pen writing on paper. And the ink which leaves a trace is memory. You are that tiny point and by your movement the world is ever re-created.”

– Sri Nisargadatta, I Am That

Real Dreams

REAL DREAMS

We call it this
We call it that
Until we are done
With names

The Real

THE REAL

Simply cloud castles
While who is out or in there
To decide The Real?

Cue

CUE

Deep breath …
And …
Dive …

Cue: Fish
Swimming along alone
Unwittingly … Alarmingly … Lost
In some pea soup or other
Cue: Foghorns

(Cue: Definition
“Anything said or done
On or off stage, that is followed
By some specific line or act”)

Cue: Some moment designated: LOVE
Containing its own built-in distress
Statutory though … So no blame then
And with also some kind of kindness
Inserted just to be on the safe side
As Spring springs to life past Winter
Hmmm … Seems time to learn to listen to learn from Nature

As seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, years, whole lives
Slip by missed since busy spent seeking top marks
Spent forging on from nought to zero and back
For where’s the harm? Where’s the harm?
After all, after all, what’s zero after all
But the ground from whence all …

Hearts grow cold, a cold unnoticed
Hearts go to seed, to lockstep
Lockstep, lockstep, lockstep
From here and now to eternity
Nowhere now forever forever
Unnoticing the Eternity
Already here

Drowning in a homegrown madhouse
TVnRADIO busy busy busy working
Busy bent normalising the unforgivable
Exuding daily an utter absence of gorm
So good to have a friend though
Even if it is kind of imaginary

Children knew what those are all about
Before some way or another forgetting
Alas a loss alas a loss alas a loss
Brightness of eye now bedimmed yet body
Not yet quite hunted to extinction
Has and retains a mind of its own

Descended from apes
… Just not very far
… And not always in the right direction
Sheep bleat, mumble
“Don’t push at the back there”
An immodest silence
Opens and closes

Stuck fast twixt yes or no, cheese or chalk
Meaninglywhile preferring another option
A timeless walleyed stare into the abyss
Doomed to this personal threshold

Deep breath …
And …
Dive …

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This was written as a contribution to The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Prompt No. 58.

https://secretkeeper.net/2016/10/10/weekly-writing-challenge-58/

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Microbes

MICROBES

The individual
The species
A microbe

The country
The planet
A microbe

The universe
The imagination
A microbe

Overview II

OVERVIEW II

Time an illusion
A tapestry unrolling
Fresh? …Well … yes and no

Forever Forever Forever

FOREVER FOREVER FOREVER

What time is it?
What time is it again?
Is it time yet?

What time is it?
What time is it again?
Is it time yet?

What time is it?
What time is it again?
Is it time yet?

Home At Last

HOME AT LAST

Distracted actors
Mumbling along lost
Until we give up

Open Wide Please

OPEN WIDE PLEASE

Thou art therefore I am
I am therefore thou art
As mirrors face to face
Facets of one juncture

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