An intentional universal dreaming
coincidence—
Energetic karmic streams of sadness
burning like the Cuyahoga River—
Messing around in the personal is
like playing
with the piss and shit of ignorant conditioned
consciousness and stinks to high
heaven.
Love begins with oneself.
In the middle of a desert, a green
river
flows within its canyon and
cottonwoods
go growing in its mystic morning
mist.
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