feeling the streams of my existence holding at the boundries
i alone created
longing for that moment of dissolve
the moment in time and space where
I become All and in that perfection
i can see that form falling away becoming that which has no name
true brillance and bliss
i feel the pull of the universe in my skin
like a thumb print in the sand
that is what we are
the impression we leave on this plane is lasting
ever holding true to
what is and what is not
we ponder the laws we believe are real
never knowing that in truth laws are a thought
from this existence
the All the limitless infinity holds nothing that restrains
the All bends all ciricle and all squares into a creation without form and without name
into a point in the universe where all merges into that which has no name
All is still the WE and I AM as always AM I
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