Tabula Rasa Confession
We are born we are consciou, we do not possess mind
Mind is a work in progress of life.
It builds through the days of experiencial time
conscious’s right there, right there so sublime
Tabula rasa not more then a lie
A misunderstanding of conscious and mind.
A magical, mystical, invisible battlement
Prove of quantum physics entanglement
A heavenly fairy tail: the gnome and the giant
Or god himself split up in us all.
The mind is for earthly ghosts to devour
The conscious is sacred and ever divine.
We are all but the same, the same in the dark.
You would need to perceive there are forces beyond,
beyond mind and self, beyond mind and time.
Your consciousness would need a heavenly climb.
As long as we dwell in material realm
God will have a human persona, a form of a man.
To understand creation from my point of view
your name needs to die for the truth to shine through.
Copyright © Tamara Van Roy | Year Posted 2021
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