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Saturday musings~~


The
dance of seeming
opponents
which separation
makes apparent~
may suggest the
end of the gold
sought in separation~


Blood
flows apparently
and does not~
without not
the flow is lost~


Nothing
cannot be named
but the naming
of something
may seem
good enough~


Everything
is incalculable 
even something~
consequently
not knowing is
free to know
and not know~


Doing
is the suggestion
for progress~
working on a path
to the better~
it appears that way~


Faulty
are all words
in expressing
the inexpressible~
the prison bars
of confinement
and freedom~


Clockwork
seems the story
which time
captures~
interpreted as
suffering and
freedom
without escape~


religion
often compared
unfavorably with
nature~
and of course
the same 
in reversal~
until both are
found as 
appearances
simply arising~


electricity
has never been
identified but
as unknown~
neither has
anything else~


nightfall
suggestions
of rest and
romance~
an emptiness
brimming with
stories~


AI
is sweeping
storyland~
telling tales
seemingly 
without effort
and time~
nothing may
seem new~


permanence
may seem as
an anchor to
incessant movement
and insistence~
these words reflecting
turmoil and hope
standing for all stories
seeming to mask
unconditional freedom~


experts
seem as plentiful
pointing to paths
for fulfillment~
and sometimes to
paths never ending~
undermined it seems
by an emptiness
of all words~


faith and works~
death in
separation~
and life as
both and neither~


birdsong
a pleasantry 
of a moment~
a deception of
its eternity
or not~

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