Zen mode
life as impulsed plays on screen of space-time
we play out our role as has been assigned
yet our focus is fixed on bliss beat’s chime
remaining at all times divine aligned
with feral cravings of ego declined
for being bliss replete we feel complete
our body drenched with magnetic cool heat
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