Category: Who am I

Mirage

I’ve been planted into your cellsFrom the very first recognition of separationThe moment I taught you my nameSaid your nameWhen we turned into you and meDivided by an invisible borderThe paradise located somewhere beyondVague memory, diffuse vision Left aloneLost aloneIn time and space This world is your creationBut all emptyYou seek abundance in the voidCompletion… Continue reading Mirage

Sunyata

No more nextno more tomorrowNo moreComes lightComes dawnComes darknessComes at all?Your eyesTiredI want to see, to know, to understandI want!Someone talking, someone remaining silentComing leaving passingAre you moving, are you moved?How much moreUntil it endsUntil I arriveUntil I get itRising is callingWhispering in your earJust one more stepOne more thingJust one moreMore FadingStructures, boundariesTime and… Continue reading Sunyata

Diamond

volatile fluidSensationsHeaviness and lightnessdanceMerge indistinguishablyFalling through skywithout directionnothing above nothing below nothing beyondis there even sky?A world shattered fragmentsOneYouJoy painappearing holding IndiscerniblyAt which point does grief turn into bliss?Conditioning forms youLike pressure a diamondseemingly hard solid but exposedto light evaporating

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Can you feelthe breeze of impermanenceWashing awayyour memory and griefHope and visionRaw and gentleThe past blursAnd turns into a phantomThe future is uncertaintyHold onIt will breakYouMe Have we ever met?Have we ever been anything elsethan a mirageto each other?Memory, a tale of love and lossOf longing, a stream that has no source and no arrivalMotion… Continue reading ∇

n\one

Looking into the eyes,the first reflectionAnd the mirror cracksWhat you see crumblesImpermanence carves its scent deeply into growth and shape Reflection is a voidVolatile, undefined form, shimmering through the emptinessA mysterious fountain of nothing and abundance And from and in the voidNo one is talkingNo one can be heardNo message is sentnot even silence is… Continue reading n\one

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What is thisBefore you attach a nameAnd meaningAnd purposeTo it Who are youBefore your name is spokenAnd featuresPropertiesAnd a storyAttached to you Who will you beWhen your name will be forgottenAnd the last one remembering your storyDead What is sensationWithout a labelAnd interpretationNot even rawNot even pure What is this prisonThis sufferingThat you want to… Continue reading ∅

Recognizing the Self

You are talking to me, I listen, I hear you.Yet, ultimately, I realize I just don’t know what you are truly expressing. I understand words and concepts of a mutually shared language, so we can explore an apparent mindscape of an apparent reality and truth. But truth is, there is no such thing as “reality”… Continue reading Recognizing the Self

Believe in yourself

The self needs reference points for defining itself, which it finds through imaginary separation: in you, the other, the world, the past, the future, in space – which are all concepts in the landscape of the mind. The self is the creation of an assumed past life experience and an imaginary future, seemingly operating as… Continue reading Believe in yourself

Kiss of transience

I look into your eyesreflecting loveThey sparkle vividlyDepth and intensityThis momentThat shall never passKissed by transienceDeath smiles gentlyNot here, not nowIntrinsic Life pouring beyond any boundaryHome and lossAmid nowhereWhere you areWhere I amIs lostAnd thereforeOne banquetThat never beganAnd never ends Transience kills youand meLeaving us ultimatelyaloneNot even split apartIt erases our marvelous love storiesand buries… Continue reading Kiss of transience