vineri, 11 ianuarie 2019

Time

I am made of pain
delight and indifference
all tightly bound
by the thought
of who I think I am

I trust what the mind
allows me to believe
Nothing I see
means anything
without its prior judgement

Weaning the mind of itself,
Unlearning the concepts
that created the chaos,
means falling within
on a pile of unthought thoughts

Between truth and illusion,
love and fear, right and wrong
lies the whole struggle,
the life, the lesson and
the length of our time







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