the ocean does not feel
rain
and the sun knows nothing of
heat
a dissected teardrop will not delineate
sadness
nor a broken bone
pain
of the extraordinary, miracles have no
cognizance
of order, this galaxy is
innocent
the reality of our experience never experiences
itself
inside our private spheres of utter
sorrow
there is only being
not judgment
not blame
nor bliss
and we are all followers of the demon of
perception
who knows naught of
reason
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