Tuesday, November 18, 2014

On the Reflexive Universe

The pure subjective doesn’t know 
itself—as there is no it 
to know. There is no Mars or Venus, 
no Earth or Moon or Sun, no Big Bang 
to speak about, no words at all. 
This universe of names exists 
within intent of that subjective 
self to know that self. That’s all. 
The light becomes material; 
material evolves to see 
it is the light. And what we call 
this world of suffering is just 
the last throes of an object in 
its education there’s no object. 
This is the point of space and time, 
all necessary for one rhyme.

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