Fading Figments

Deep sleep seems to be a figment of my ruminating imagination Just as my polypathic sex life seems to be a fading figment of dark penetrative and glad light receptive co-passionate re-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 CoPassionate pleasures crowning Light receiving wealth share, deep dark repair root chakra Power Dipolar Co-arising convex-White 1 precessively over concave-Black Non-0 recessively co-passionate warmly pleasant secular bipolarities 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-passionate win/win pleasures Co-invested since before indigenous wu-wei messages SunCrowning Light/Earth DarkMoon Powers Deep wound whole wombed Black Hole not-not 0 = +1 panentheistically co-radiant holonic co-therapeutic Earth Communication NeuroSystems Verbally thoughtful passions and nonverbally felt pleasures pursuing win/win CrownVoiced/RootChoiced co-impassioning grace Like sacred 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 degeneration within As colored in between white monotheistic lines and misbegotten monopolistic lies Black Hole sacred figments of timeless wounded blues lacking courageous deep sensory crews, curious illuminating clues searching for compassionate thrival news As deep sleep becomes a fleeing figment of ruminating re-imaginations.