meditative poetry on existence, sin, & the nonexistence of both,,,

))) ) Sadness is illusion as

happiness is illusion.

(Does deep burning anguish

bring illumination to the soul?)

(??)

The all is false, for the all is mind.

           It’s in this universe of illusion that 

we’re bound to perform.  ////// 

 Souls matter….

 Tears splatter / against 

warm cheeks, our bodies, 

         mere modes of transportation.

Strung up    

marionette.

Experience is non existent in that

only thought may happen. (*)   

Souls of / subtle  ,, sound reality

eternally ))))))))

(((((( incubate / separately;

the types of

light years 

  we could neither touch nor   time.

Consequence ,, hallowed be thy name,, , is non / important; saying,

only choice can matter.  Sin is all illusion  the way, grace’s just a

single facet of mathematics …

It is us. 

It is in us   ))                        *

                                   (that)

sensation frictions creation  .  

       ////////////////////////////               (Sinning.)

)) )      

Then again, it’s also us (just us) that sin

begins ) in the first place it’s  in

    (us)     who have

stolen senses; enthralled & dominatated,

made a mess of —

foreign tenses,

existents
counted & ministrated for, our hands messy with massacred lore.

I tell you,, ////     

The All is relative for the All 

is mind.

It is (we) who

                         Suffer…..                                 (Suffer…….) 

(Suffer……) 

like addicts / for a touch of 

just (us).
(Would that be enough?)

We don’t have a choice, though
the opportunities are endless.

Consequence is non important, only
choice matters.

But it seems it’s this
so-called  (*)     “consequence”   

  that
we’re

 bound         by.      ////   ///    \

-Amber Renee

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