All movement is turning into stillstandAnd stillness pervades all movementThis seems like the endBut no one to knowAnymore and ever again Looking back – from emergence into collapseBut there’s no starting pointAnd collapse seems just another word for emergence Where vibrancy is devouring all boundariesTurning itself into unbearable blissNo one survives
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The Secret Of Magic
Throw life into the void,embrace the illusion of the dark abyss,become swallowedand encounter the deep mystic. Magic needs space to unfold,space to create, to manifest.Magic in a box becomes a grave of grief,a museum of the dead, stuck dreams,buried already in time. The very nature of magicis alchemy,revealing the photons held back by the imagined… Continue reading The Secret Of Magic
Singularity
I no longer have a life. A life that is bound to culture and society, it is over. What remains when external forces lose their significance, what remains when there is no longer any distraction from the immediate, raw being? When each moment counts because only moments are left, raining down on me so abundantly… Continue reading Singularity