Zen mode
discarding all concepts of this versus that
all that we do is allow bliss to unfold
having laid outside our heart love’s welcome mat
and putting all stuporous thought forms on hold
that in this way thus doing nothing at all
at the fulcrum of the magnetic bliss squall
as pheromones mingle and all nodes tingle
poised in stillness our soul’s eye becomes single
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