ghosts: N Remix
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no pain from not knowing, doubting, the uncertaintyher intentions are always Pure Love, as mine are
a sordinemuted microphonein the perfect silence that is implicit
stirred up ghastly hungry ghost daemons inside, eating the smell of well-being,are friends helping in their own Love as they are you and me
meeting her blue skies sunny clear water calmis a moment of bliss, not connected to anything before or after,as time itself is you and me,all the forms are coming from nothing, going to nothing
before sunset the ghosts awake again,but harmless as my fear is overcome and the ‘I’ dissolved forever
the essential Love is the glimpse of the sun behind the clouds and steep mountainside
And there is nothing else in this Perfection