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Undifferentiated perception
When space and time vanish, what then remains,
save the light of awareness self-aware
and in that pristine state, there are no chains,
for we shine as Self, delusion stripped bare,
with no agenda we wish to declare.
As one without a second, we’re the all,
pulsating with delight, in a bliss squall.
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Unseeking Seeker
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