Skirting The Void
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Heaviness assails senses.
Thought becomes static.
Alternatives do not exist.
Hiatus becomes eternal.
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Gravity envelopes.
Sensory acuity falters,
diminishing to infinity,
as concept redefines reality.
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A slow, heavy return,
girded by renewed intentions,
bolstered by the exhilaration
of skirting the void.
(Aum)
(Part of series: Cannabis and Creative Cognition: Bubba OG)
Welcome, and Namaste
Greetings fellow travellers,
For you American friends visiting, you will notice that this old Canadian uses Canadian English in this blog: kindly bear with me. As I blog primarily on subjects that are vitally interesting to me, I appreciate all feedback.
As I tend to be a bit of a language usage freak, I will, as required, edit obscenity and rude comments. That said, I welcome your opinions and discussion.
May your Dharma be clear
Peace
"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended:
That you have but slumb'red here,
While these visions did appear."
Puck’s epilogue to A Midsummer Night’s Dream
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