Footnotes to Transcendental Dreaming

I need another word for I.

No homonyms allowed.

No getting lost in translation either.

We are currently live-tweeting my latest poem called 

‘Transcendental dot dot dot—” 

attachment is the folk song of believing be it scientific or religious.

All appears in consciousness. 

Seeing this is called no view on views.

See Pai-chang.

No woman no word. You can call it furthur.

Nina Simone is singing Tom Thumb's Blues.

Nonduality is never on time.

"She takes your voice and leaves you howling at the moon."

I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough

of metaphor. No Woody, no Cos.

Don't believe the hype. Be nondenominational. Never mind.

Render unto science, matter, but render unto being, all identity. 

In-between identity and self-awareness lives dreaming.

Grandfather Mountain. Self-Awareness. Molly smiles.

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