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Illusion

Self as no-self

By Harry HallerPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Don Kennedy on Flickr

Sunlight radiates from my eyes

Air, cloud, and fog rise from my breath

Rain, dew, and snow condense from my sweat

My crotch forms the mountain's base

Anchored at the world's warm center

My hair gives rise to plants and flowers

Their tendrils gently brush my cheeks

The living world rests within my chest

Time flows through my veins

Each heartbeat births a new beginning

As I sit here, beginningless and endless

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Suddenly, I am struck by the illusion of reality

The living universe no longer resides within me

I find myself inside a tiny, petty creature

Alienated from the rest of the world

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Harry Haller

Words often distort thoughts, revealing that what is wisdom to one might seem foolish to another—yet this difference in understanding adds richness to our shared experiences.

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    Written by Harry Haller