12/10/11

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Planes, ear plugs, vanishing blocks ...
We're to embrace the clouds,
Their thickness, their fluffs
And we are to embrace
The essence of now;
No sounds, no contrasts, no control;
It's being, in its most primordial forms.
No elapse of time, no clash of minds,
No illusion, no deceit
In the ocean they dissolve
In the moment we arrive!

Beyond

Blah, blah, blah
Science, philosophy, arts
Nothing beats
Man's inner strength