November 2nd, 2010

I had a thought, Then I gazed upon you. Mind went blank and I thought I died. Reality left and filled by blankness I felt alive. Elevated to the lowest point in space I float waiting for the thought to come back. Realization sets in cutting the spiderwebs of conformity from the corners of my conscious. A voice calls out "drop the thought". I fall upwards toward the bottom. Forced out my soul goes the thought and I halt again. Placement in darkness turns to light the further thought gets from me. My mind is blank, My soul is alive, I give my undying life to you.

Strip me of myself and take what is yours for all that I am belongs to you. Its your lack of ownership that binds us to all, beckons us home. I let go of the thought. The sense of me dissipates with the exiting of beliefs. I strip myself to the core and stand before the darkness. Asking, begging, pleading, "release me from the clutches of thought". Third eye opening blinded by the new found light of nothingness. Warmth overcomes. Tendrils of black surround, the thought creeps back. Muscle's tense, mind secretes, body explodes. I affix to the void. It rejects the me. A voice calls out "drop the thought". Succumbing to the light my third eye eases. Muscles relax, mind tenses, soul explodes. The void accepts. My mind is blank, My soul is alive, I become the void.

Eyes open to view you, becoming me, I into you. Empty-ness filled by No-thing. Clutches released from the third eye. It opens. Not seeing. Just observing. No longer looking through the window but becoming the window, the house, the expanse. The light blinds, causing me to see, feel, be. A voice calls out "the thought is released". My mind is blank, My soul is alive, I let go of the thought.