So, clarity is required.
Love to me. The
Universal bond. Unity.
Between humanoid.
Mammalian entities.
Unique to individuals.
Conduit to connect.
Lines never cross.
Such a simple word.
Pertaining to respect.
Friendship, Kinship.
Aspiration, admiration.
Consciousness union.
Multiplicity of meaning.
And intention, not yet.
Misunderstandings
Come from confines.
If pigeon holdings.
Ask her what it is?
Not lust or sexual.
Many paths lead.
The mind pool light.
Beings are physical.
Heresy to say out-loud
We’re ants in it all.
Assumptions mislead.
Information cannot be.
Destroyed. Period. So?
Let everyone unfold.
However you open. Open.
How we navigate.
Two plus two, does.
Not equal 5. Strive.
Be bold enough.
Identify jigsaws.
Don’t presume in.
Egos tantrum that.
Your mind to me.
Transcends all fact.
Fear or revenge?
I feel your spirit.
I thought you were.
Truth. Honour.
Integrity’s fellow.
I doubt even you.
I now doubt.
My core is.
Understood
At all. Referrals
With reverence
I’m always.
Past, tense.
Recompense
For retribution’s
Indifference.
Hence, in
Essence. You see
I love all beings.
Even those
That hate me.
I can’t conspire.
To reflect negative.
It’s not inside.
In haste. Neutrality.
Wasted energy
One percentile
Breed mentally.
Don’t be scared.
Of contamination
Solo or harmonisation
The buzz of each
Individuals glow.
Is greater than
The sum of their
Mass. Hiding potential
I don’t agree
Completely
With Hawking
Yo-yo in and out
Of positive-negative
Toroidal dimensions
No bang
Transition
Reverse polarity.
Descend. Rise.
In and out
Sinusoidally
Blenders.
Everything equals
Zero
So theatrical
Yet theoretically
The reality is
The singularity’s
The needles eye
Our vernacular
The stuff that
Cycles through
Like a multidimensional
Thread. Condensed
To pin point
But with ability
To expand into
Positive matter
Or negative dark
Like balance
The closer
You get to it
The more
Attention
It requires.
In precision
Like coastlines.
The pivot point
Isn’t static.
At infinite
Density
Like water
Dropped
Onto flatness
It has needs
Intentions
But no morality
This is
Consciousness
Use it
Together
One per.
Cent
Shifters.
Open source
Don’t scare
We’re not
Rare, but
Abundant
Open
Open
Open
Open
Open
About the Creator
Paul Beckett
I’m a writer, horologist & joy filled fantasist. Reality to me is plastic. I’m fascinated with time, quantum physics, analogue and fashion.
My writings at least 69% autobiographical, often 99%
Fav:Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams- S.Plath
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