Fading Figments

Deep sleep seems to be a figment of my ruminating imagination Just as my sex life seems to be a fading figment of my dark penetrative and glad light receptive co-passionate imagination And trauma feels like a figment of my Master Knows Best addictive history limiting legitimately compassionate love to exclude all my body's wrong but feels so right sacred places Thinking I am a bit queerly curious about integrity's 1/0 bi-genderal iconic Taoist co-governance for health care giving Light receiving wealth share, deep dark root chakra Power Dipolar Co-arising convex-White 1 precessively over concave-Black Non-0 recessively co-passionate hot secular polarities with sacred potential wholarity hilarities Regenerating ego-1/eco-0 co-empathic mindfulness appreciating timeless win/win balance yang-1/yintegral-0 cooperative, stimulating co-passion Co-invested since before indigenous wu-wei messages SunRadiant Light/Earth DarkMoon Powers Deep wound whole wombed Black Hole not-not 0 = +1 pantheistically radiant holonic co-therapeutic systems felt pursuing win/win unspoken grace Wind a penetrating figment from above seems to become flirtatious with deep and wide creation-bearing seas yearning seasons churning pregnantly below Where troubling sleep becomes a figment of deprived traumatized self v other win/lose chronic "Always Lose" re-imagination As colored in between white supremacist lines and lies Black Hole sacred figments of timeless wounded blues empty of courageous deep sensory crews, curious ruminating clues searching compassionate thrival news.