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Teflon mind 

In this moment i die i that grasps onto thoughts i that is reborn again each second Teflon Mind is slippery Observing each moment Then the next A discontinuous function…

Poetry

Dark Night 

Is it a test? When the dark night comes Is choice actually a choice? Or do trained patterns govern The feeling of wanting It does not matter what object Anything…

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So bright 

Mind clear, lights brilliant Have you ever squinted with your eyes closed? Giving up control Letting brilliance pervade No more mask of grasp Flashing yet constant Rewiring neurons Buzzing throbbing…