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failures and triumphs
whose

there is no one here
save presence
in a space-time warp
as has been impulsed
in this lucid dream

residual identity
sometimes resurfaces
that we may feel
transient tremors
seeming as real

overriding all sensations
the magnetic bliss current
as ignition renewal
steadies the love flame
as the false drops away

06-January-2023

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Date: 1/6/2023 4:57:00 PM
Very nice. I really like the message you finished with - that false drops away!
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Date: 1/6/2023 7:00:00 PM
In truth there’s nothing to be done, when imaginary identity drops away, our true self is revealed … within.

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