You are infinite. That name so close to you is temporary. Light bends and tricks us into the divisions, languages and sadness. This is a game of winners and losers; both prevail. One must fall into fear like a drop of ink and come through the other side stained with experience. One is all and everything is one thing. How could you forget?

Shed your niches and embrace all that encompasses you. Hear and feel the two voices. This is real because laughter exists. We’ve seen the infinite featureless face. Remember and embrace the everything that we are. Eyes that see itself; a bright dream of hide n’ seek. How did we lose track?

Time and language are children’s daydreams. Control comes along in a mask made of comfort. It’s easy to preserve and forget since the Ego keeps the flesh in check. Wiggly lines untamed before the impulses of base instinct. Come now, drink the water or make a sacrifice. The story behind both is the ego’s lone creation. How do we recall?