Thursday, August 28, 2008

first thing in the morning

funny what love does,
when you're torn up, inside or out, by history or culture
proposed truths
funny what it means
to listen deeper
know more
by which i mean
KNOW more
in the core of knowing
funny what it
looks like
what you thought it should look like
what you wished it would
look like and
what it actually is

but - oh -
dreams are not meant
for selling

love is not meant for Restricting
freedom exists only
in freedom
and in all words
and
all logos and all
{______________}
and all
is all
there IS freedom
I seek
that
love, and freedom, and
the place where the two
(words, not words)
become one

All things become the same thing
All words become one word
All isms, people, thought that
could be thought to
be thought
existence that could
exist to be in
existence
all of it
becomes one
and these details
of specificity
as the diamond glint
of individuality
Reveals the diamond
beyond all that it is the diamond
it is in the shine

melt into me

how joyous
how frightening
to my
singular
petrified
glint

I choose to remember
the
REST OF ME BEYOND ME
BEYOND ME BEYOND (who? What?
of what did we speak?)

which becomes
always was

Diamond.

SHINE ON.
SHINE ON.

It is the only thing there
is and

the only thing we're doing
.

Shine.

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