mind
is such a constant froth
of a lifetime
of lifetimes’ pictures and landscapes
meditation
becomes aware of them
like a light
if not wielded too clumsily
and there is my practice
writing
becomes the record of the awareness
the light
to pass on to others
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
life wormhole: chartless …
practice wormhole: wrong
teaching wormhole: poessay I
writing wormhole: to write
A record, ain’t that the thing.
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