Getting Quantum
It’s teetering, simmering on the brink - immanent, emerging;
The devaic, dragony realms of fiery consciousness
without defined sequence or shape
quakingly alive and inclusive.
Adjectives, a momentary medium of
squiggles - habits, angles, focus
need no perspective or surface,
my lovelies;
all beauty and presence
is surely more than a nice idea
a flickery glimpse of othery zones and states?
Continuum’s of radiant luminosity,
holistic edgelessness, instantaneity
and sheer, hyper-knowing
is impossible to double-take, reflect
or contain;
my God!
the dying/birthing mortal bit cried out - literally.
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