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Here now this morn

dream images surface
we see familiar faces
debts of love we owe
our memory retraces

anchored in attachments 
love for love pining
deepens our delusion
glued to illusions entwining 

everything we see is unreal 
there is in truth no thing
yet waves dance on the ocean 
we cry we laugh we sing

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Darlene De Beaulieu

May 26, 2026 at 11:17 AM

Hello Unseeking Seeker, Why is everything we see is unreal? What is there no truth no thing? What does the What does it mean when waves dance on the ocean? thank you. blessings my friend. /Darlene/

Darlene De Beaulieu

June 1, 2026 at 10:37 AM

Hello Unseeking Seeker, I am back to make this poem my fav. blessings my friend. /Darlene/ Would you like to chat with me on soup mail? Blessings my friend. /Darlene/

Darlene De Beaulieu

May 27, 2026 at 4:15 PM

Hello Unseeking Seeker, Yes Unseeking Seeker, it is perfectly clear. thank you for explaining . blessings my friend. /Darlene/

Unseeking Seeker

May 26, 2026 at 6:51 PM

We dream every night. Who is the dreamer? We are. Who are all the dreamed objects? We are. We assume the role of a specific character in the dream, who too is none other than the dreamer … but the dreamed object knows that not and thinks he is a separate person. Now, if we take this life as another dream, then Darlene, Unseeking Seeker, all entities are actually not apart from the one dreamer, God or we may say, the life spark in each of us, that is, our true being, not this ego, this personality. I hope this illustration makes it clear.

Here now this morn

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