In Tao, the only motion is returning.
In Tao the only motion is Returning.
An electro-magnetic turntable, spins without a wreck-ord.
generates A frequency storm, that simply just, goes unheard.
Whirlpool- bubble, descends to the heart, of Lake Winnipesaukee,
As the Great Spirit smiles down, from within, from without.
As above, so below.
It’s only a matter of time, until we know: that we know that we know.
And with new names for the Nameless, and goddesses and Gods of Space
we’ll transcend in Immanence- to interdimensional states, with
eight forms of Awareness. You Become a Being Becoming senselessly,
recreating what you’ve been all along.
Resonating to phonon chords, this organism is a light conductor-
of liquid, crystalline; maintaining a coherent quantum structure.
A vast Microcosm, mirroring Flow Consciousness.
compassionate Transducer of the Toros,
twisting back again upon itself.
In Tao the only motion is Returning.
In Tao, the only motion is returning.
conjures sounds of a landscape, riparian in movement from the mystery of a foggy meadow, a woodland as a storm passes through, to the feelings provoked in the perspective from high hills and mountains Animal Laughter