Desecrate Descartes
Decry and damn dualism,
for what has it wrought?
Our delusion of soul
of separation and isolation,
Minds endlessly abstracted
by manipulating surmise
Let’s start again – tabula rasa,
and let us close our eyes
To vanish into an emptiness –
thence to emerge to the
Singularity of All which is where
this began in the Beginning.
Copyright © Chas Weeden | Year Posted 2021
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