Freedom
What does it taste like?
we are about a million
sleeping giants
on this globe, all daydreaming
another world is here
we invite it into possibility
even though clueless, we can’t work out
how to hold it — invocate — in place
vertical vibration eludes us
needs constancy, one focus intention,
an awakening
for our very selves
since we have to be the ones
we are waiting for
innerstanding
that all conflicts are
in our own minds —
preoccupation w/ images of ourselves
made by others
transfixed, bewitched into bumbling beliefs,
split attention, small-minded idiosyncrasy
about who we are
cannot experience the truth
& don’t know freedom
tastes like pure love
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