Now.
In the
moment.
Where
reality
occurs.
Where
the cosmos
lives.
Moment
to moment.
Creation
flows.
What
was,
no more.
Vaporized.
History,
a word.
Encoded in
memory.
No memory
no past.
No mind,
no memory,
no past.
Future
time,
concept.
Not
tangible.
Yet
to be.
Infinite
creation,
meaning
of now,
on the
head
of a
pin.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 24th, 2023 18:30
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 2
Comments1
That pin will prick you are bring those memories flooding back John.
Andy
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