We go on and on in this tight squeeze of a life, enduring and enjoying the paradoxes of mutual conscious embodiment, the unrelenting mysteries of Being. Immense joy cohabiting with unfathomable sorrow. Limitless peace and freedom while shuttling back and forth between what feels like maximum and minimum security levels of imprisonment Maybe someday all beings and things will dissolve in some magnificent, white-hot Delirium of Conscious Onlyness. Maybe. Until then, as far ahead as I can see, Being keeps on tightening the leash.
Posted on: Fri, 11 Jul 2014 16:33:56 +0000
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