Prose
Audio available below
You, thinking you can forget them
When they live rent free in your heart.
The Universe laughs at the foolishness of your
believing you were ever separate.
As it knows not of any such love
Ever quenched absolute.
Still you remain with eternal embers,
hesitant to drown.
Knowing once done,
Can never burn the same.
This is your predicament.
Pride or Love.
Refusing to rehearse
Past mistakes into your future.
Holding on to Negative Capability.
Trusting.
Knowing the element of free will is
Merely an illusion.
One created by and for the God’s humour.
There is only the way.
And to each their own way
Complexities unseen in fulness
To make the ride as easily a delusion.
Which will you choose this far along your path?
Fractalling potentialities of possibilities
Myriad of ways reveals omnidimensional clarity
To which will you choose to attune?
There is no wrong.
There is no right.
There is merely the way
And it is non-existent to mind
No-thing and every-thing simultaneously
Blending and bending,
Twisting and curling,
Flexing and stretching
Heart body mind.
Energies dancing to the individual’s
Composed symphonies
Spacing on their roles
Forgetting, alluded one being
It is you the Conductor
Reflecting
Quantumly
to
Your Grand Design,
Created by Mind
Soul’s lost patterning
Not noticed A
Blind 100th retake
Righteously calling it Fate
Not Karma on rewind.
- Amanda L Darch
22:10 AEST
11 July 2022
So much Love & Blessings, Amanda 🥰🙏💜💞⚛
Credits:
Intro/Outro graphic video art by @artist_jungle_eye – Soundtrack: Borknagar – Voices via Instagram.
Nebula Graphic by @DanzelOficial on Instagram via Pixabay (galaxy-2880359_1280)
Singing/Toning/Film of myself walking on grassy train tracks/Spoken Voice/Prose by Amanda L Darch
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