Dimensionless Poems

FATAL ALLURE

Drowning in this abyss, 
I lay down flat after a long thrive. 
I sink down deep, I strangely feel alive, 
Always into taking those chances, 
I admit I was a bit naïve. 
The pain numbs all the high, 
it numbs all the excite. 
It’s intoxicating how alluring this game is, 
I slip through the depths more, 
Echoes of beeps going dryer; 
As it messes with my wires, 
My heart is at peace finally, Oh! this ambushed fire. 
I feel serene, 
I bet this was the only way out of the scene. 
I did not run, I escaped 
I have no regrets, after all I saw were facades. 
The abyss is calm, unlike the tempest of my senses 
If these orbs were to grant me a boon, 
I’ll wish for conscious’ pulse to stop functioning soon. 
Let me drift into nothingness, 
I am not demoralized, 
After all I always thought of life substantiality as useless. 
Without being materialized, 
I prefer to just exist 'dimensionless'.

Zen mode

in the cauldron of love
dimensionless boundless 
zillions of lifetron nodes throb
energised by pranic magnetism 

the flow of soma nectar entwines
all seemingly separate modules
blurring imagined boundaries 
between God and our soul

Rhythms of my soul

As her eyes are rehearsing those unspoken words, 
Her mind is trying to sync with the rhythm of her soul, yet unknown.
With tunes unsung and plays rewritten,
She finds herself swindling between different worlds in an array.
With lullabies sung and voices embracing in unison,
Her soul still yearns for a place to retire.
As much as she enjoys the domineering adrenaline rush through her veins, 
The thrill of chase made her forget the warmth of a quiet embrace.
She wants to experience the softened kiss of oxytocin. 
Where numerous words can be communicated, within an untamed silence. 
A dimensionless canvas to paint words,
That cries out the rhythms of her soul.
With silence ripping her out of the race, 
She wants to put herself in solace.
With tears of laughter and cries of joy, 
Her soul is in an unwavering dilemma. 
As her eyes are rehearsing those unspoken words,
She realizes she needs a burst of dopamine,
For her lesson practices yet to be sung.

Zen mode

a hollow space
in the cave of head
exerts a magnetic pull
dimensionless, centreless

the central staff of power
holds erect energies
in mind-body urn
a bliss flame

Zen mode

there is no one here
save formless presence
so we assign no preference
to chakras be they higher or lower
since each holographically represents
the boundaryless and dimensionless whole

I Am You

"I Am You"



Each petal 
a second 
unfolding
dissolves 
unicursal

mirrored 
third eye 

central 
seated
at the 
place 
of 
meditative 
empty 
rhyme

violet white jewel
crown universal

dimensionless
dreams 
open portal

fear and pain
no longer 
speak 
no longer 
hold 
time

dimensionless
dreams 
open portal

violet white jewel
crown universal

Each petal 
a second 
unfolding
dissolves 
unicursal

mirrored
third eye

central 
seated
at the 
place 
of 
meditative 
empty 
rhyme

No longer 
riddles

Understood
the 
rapturous 
colour
of 
emptied 
words

golden light
reflects
in my mirrors

I Am
Love

Speaks
the Divine

I Am
You

in your mirrors
golden light 
reflects

on 
emptied
words

symbols
and
signs

(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
















6th
Third Eye.
https://www.yogiapproved.com/om/the-third-eye-chakra-how-it-connects-us-to-our-intuition/


7th
Crown.
https://www.yogiapproved.com/om/the-crown-chakra-how-it-connects-you-to-the-divine/


https://gemstagram.com/facts-about-crown-chakra/

Tubal Cain's Bedtime Chant

We are all but dreams of God, 
Composed of flesh and bone, 
Illuminating darkness with our senses.
Dimensionless infinity 
Gets cold when you’re alone,
So the Muse of our existence 
Pulls the blanket to Her chin.
And She dreams of little puppies.
And She dreams of falling down.
And She dreams about Her Mommy baking cookies.
And She’s frightened by the bogeyman 
That hides beneath Her bed,
But comforted by teddy bears and dollies.

We are all but dreams of God, 
Together and apart, 
Confined within this bubble of perception,
For time and space are finite things 
Through which The Sleeper’s art
Confides the inspiration 
For the shimmer and the spin.
And it shimmers on the playground. 
And it spins around the sun.
And it’s chased about by scientists and schoolboys
And it lights upon a blade of grass 
And bursts upon a touch
While children chalk equations on the pavement.

We are all but dreams of God, 
A range of subtle hues 
That paint our waking world 
With clear distinctions.
Yet we ourselves sketch Godly dreams, 
Becoming then the Muse,
Imagining a purpose more profound 
Than one within.
We are all but dreams of God. 
Good night.

Unified Field of Consciousness

dimensionless domain of love
sea of rippleless tranquil calm
singular magnetic vibration 
as a unifying healing balm

wherein save love nothing is
entwining all life form hearts
energised by the same light
with all one and none apart

seeming separation an illusion 
being but images upon a screen
the one reflected as the many
to diverse experiences glean

love gentle & subtle & benign
allowing each life form freedom 
to voluntarily choose to align
suffused with bliss in body prism

the one manifesting as plural
dual throb converging as single
as all energies thus intermingle
single eye beholds Gods miracle 

10-November-2020

Transcendence

Ecstatic form vivifying rapture
Lets out a silent scream of pure delight
Climax renewal mind cannot capture
Pulsating throb we feel each day and night

A vast spacial stillness harbours this bliss
Identity vaporised presence still
Delighted in divine entwined caress
The elixir all voids within does fill

Imbibing love hues continuously 
Loosens base instincts in form resident
Doing nothing we do transcend slowly
Being to become the bliss element 

In timeless time as the void centreless
Essence of presence now dimensionless

29-October-2020

Anahata

It may now be affirmed
With certainty confirmed
That the Anahata spacial
Attribute outpouring radial
Is the dimensionless centre
Emptiness where bliss enters
To satisfy hearts inner yearning
Self with Self in purity connecting 
Transmuting all the lower vibrations
Within pure essence of blissful elation
Throbbing thus in an unending continuum
Each node within becoming a new sensorium 

24-October-2020

Benign Bliss Explosion

We may liken head as Hiranyagarbha
Containing manifested universe within
The dimensionless Anahata an enigma
Residence of Atma in stillness sanguine

Upon cosmic egg splitting arises duality
Male & female energies fuse in the heart
Giving rise to bliss of explosive intensity
Moment to moment ignition does restart 

Gurus divine blessing as rod of initiation
Enlivening within form enabled lifetrons
Thus arises from root to crown bliss elation
The pulse of bliss at each moment reborn

There is no finality upon this pathless path
The divine love imbibed in hues beauteous 
Each moment in the pulse a holy sabbath
Resonating with the divine play continuous 

Our affirmation no validation of this secret
Each in aloneness receives as of their merit

31-July-2020

What Do We Feel Within

Do we feel the unmistakable zing
of elixirous Divine magnetism 
within in our hollowed out being
as ineffable boundless bliss bubbling 
even as we dissolve in ecstatic rapture
becoming That that eludes capture
being a dimensionless transmutation
defying mind cognisable delineation

Catalysis and Delirium

a marginally redemptive micro biography 
offhandedly ushered into this reverie 
by Ellipsis the muse of all highway roundabouts
my first impressions at age minus 20 minutes
stuck in the birth canal of a woman 
whose deeper psychological structures 
think she is withholding permission 
her screaming was possibly misplaced
since dying was only seemingly inevitable 
not knowing what a scream is
I am struck by the echo in the delivery room 
which gives me my first indication 
of a space that is filled with something other
myself presently possessing nothing other
only a great body-long dimensionless squeezing 
amplified by the gentle tug 
of my deliveryman's forceps
though possibly not so gentle
since to this day I am left with 
dents and ripples upon my peanut head 
which would constitute a turgid prose novel 
for any Nazi phrenologist worth his calipers
apparently a mighty heave ho 
and some cheer leading by the hovering nurses 
released her death grip sufficient to the task 
of birthing another potential carrier of civilization 
into the world of sequence and insanity
I suppose all that future grunting
kinda got its start right here

The Body Recognized

The Body Recognized

in brief..
we misidentify our bodies
by forms assumed over
our years..

experience reports the
images by which we
have contained and weighed
and gendered the body
for so long..

now we must ponder that
our time-space body
as it walks and talks
is quite narrowing of a 
new dimensionless
recognition..
in brief...

The Unit Circle

It unfurls itself along the x-axis
with a contained passion, fluctuating
between -1 and 1 like a photon
whose brightness is one of an infinite number
of dimensionless values, coherent, distinguishable,
continuous.
It is counterintuitively optimistic; it insists
that half of a pie should be called pi radians.
It confuses to enlighten; it sends our minds rolling
through loops, performing flips and inversions
until we step backward
and see a straight line.

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