why is “it” like
“that”––?
becuz
that’s what we call
reality
blink your eyes
once––
b
shakespeare
once again
b
cleopatra
why not b
moses or a
wildebeest or
a dead sea
scroll?
imagine, for a
second & let it
b an
eternity
think about an
aeon or
two––
they come &
they’re
gone in an
instant
how sweet
it is––
this life
or the lack of
it
no matter!
what iz
soon
wuz
forever
b any where/
thing you
want
visit/
create the
biggest star
you
can––
feature yourself as
an atomic
reaction––
b hydrogen––
b helium––
b a
quark!
brew some
happy––
distil some
sad
when you feel
stuck––
you’re utterly
free
as you are meant to
b
b still
& enjoy the grandiloquence of
stillness
b as patient as
a proton waiting
for the end
of time
b as motionless
as a fire in a
photograph
b a solar system
dreaming of
circumference
perception is a
mythology & a
metaphor
for how “it”
iz
what happens when
your reality gets lost
in the next dimension
& can’t find its way
back?
b a circle
trying to find its
navel
show me the big
bang––
sigh an over-sized
hurricano––
go masquerading as
the vast edifice of
space
what iz true
for what i
am
for what you
are
is the comfortable
all
we share
among infinite
is’s &
are’s
beyond the farthest
beyondest––
erupt the imaginings
of the god-minds
that invite us
in
so why
worry?
sitting still
we’re on the
way––
dying we’re
forever
re-born
there’s always
courage on the other
side of
afraid
fly as high
as you
like
until you
realize that
up & down
never mattered
that nowhere is
everywhere
that GOD IS
LOVE & LOVE
IS GOD
that what iz
you are
that there’s
all the all &
ever we
need
one forever
is more than we
humans can possibly
use
so don’t you
worry
just forever
b