
That which cannot be described in abstract, nor ascertained in construct, is ultimate reality. Mediative Mind, aware of the abstract nature of consciousness, and kind.
Ideas realized
That which cannot be described in abstract, nor ascertained in construct, is ultimate reality. Mediative Mind, aware of the abstract nature of consciousness, and kind.
Like breath in the wind,
the disillusioned see not
the three gems within.
Profess how I long, Through metered song To rhythmic tick and every tock Of celestial cosmic clock, That counts by years, A turning golden gear, For thy scared kiss, Beloved, Eurydice, Veiled by chimeric myst Of the depths of hell, Where twice you fell. Forever together in heart, Ever in temporal plane apart.