Category Archives: prose-dialog

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Sentenced

I lost a place to stand on.

Imbalanced like a halm.

Tortured maiming beliefs threaten.

Diplomacy became truth.

Senseless conspiracies,

honesty like putty,

rule by force,

power-rush toxicity,

deities of greed and gain,

observed by AI,

judged by the blind,

sentenced by all,

executed by myself,

…

falling

towards nothing

clueless and lost

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Hoarding

Me, me, me!

A contemporary slogan.

The subconscious, ‘very consciously’ ordering to hoard:

as much as we can,

as often too,

even forecasting the requirement of such self-benefiting actions

and somehow making everything right to achieve such,

ruthlessly adamant in its resolve.

Just look around.

Yeah, me too, also hoarding.

Why?

Is it for security and survival? Is it out of fear? Is out of hedonism?

Manic hoarding? Creative hoarding? Instinctual hoarding? … ???

Hoarding is a ‘feasting’ while the possibility exists, regardless (most are unaware of any impact during the quixotic rush) as long as the feast can continue.

It probably is a constitutional right too, wrapped into another layer of words for some clever jurist to unravel.

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Premise

That

  what you say you are
      you are not.

Now,

  go critique yourself.

(Find who you really are, and who you are not,

and be Criti Cally) 

 base it on That premise
         and not
on what you say you are.

Thought-stream turbulence ahead!

      It's like wearing a garment inside out, 
       for the utter change of it 
       and accompanying perspective and revelation. 
      You should never have to do it
       you should only want to do it.
      Have a look at the 'what' and 'who' now.

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Now, now then

 

a Moment

is a measure of Time spent in Now 

(the Present)

 

…Now is oblivious to Time…

– externally observed Now’s are chronistic (lengths of Time)

in Now there is all that there is now

magnify Time and reveal more Now’s

 

“Now, the focal point of our existence

 and also the oven of our creativity”

 

Now is elemental and ultimate

…time is only abstract and scale

Without Now, existence is indeterminate

…Now or never…

…Now forever…

Now is it!

 

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