01 September 2014

Three Hundred and Eighteen


Nothing for which to feel guilt or remorse.
Nothing for which to apologize or beg forgiveness,
The pain is the price all must pay to be right here right now,
Perchance discerning the one and only reality.
Forgive your Self, and carry on.

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And if and when you truly realize
Who, what, when, where, why, how, you really are,
What will you do then?

* * * *
How can you promise any tomorrow
When you are not yet there
To answer for it?

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I, Quantum.
Quantum field.
Quantum infinity.
Quantum freedom.
Quantum tranquility.
Quantum sovereignty.
Quantum absoluteness.
Quantum indivisibility.
Quantum timelessness.
Quantum singularity.
Quantum divinity.
Quantum totality.
Quantum truth.
Quantum joy.
I, Quantum.

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After everything is said and done,
What is there to be but what you truly are,
Have ever been, and will ever be.

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Why be bound by any historical notion?
Why be crimped by any mythology or tradition?
Why not be entirely free in the sovereignty of awareness?
It is only fear that bids you acquiesce to any artificial limitation.