Ch, Ch, Ch . . Changes!

Would Time really Change me

If I could Trace Time,

What am I meant to be,

Surely what I am is just fine?

I've always been this

Eternal Bliss

Underneath Living's infernal 

Ability to Miss . . 

. . Reality!

YES

That's

. . . me . . .

The

Reality

of 

Nothingness

. . . unfolding . . .

As

What

Is.

Did you miss me?

I'm you in disguise

As another 

Man,

Woman,

Child

. . . look beyond . . .

Time

And what does 

One

Find?

One

Finds

The Eternal Moment

Sublime!

1.The Eternal Moment 2.Time 3.Conditioning 4.Separation 5.Conflict . . . 

***

"Time may change me, but I can't trace time", the lyrics of the David Bowie song Changes . . .

. . these lyrics just came to me and I found myself writing the above poem: C'est la vie!

The Person, the Personality, is the Mask of Pretence!

Q. Who, or what, am I?  

A. I, the reader, am that which comes first . . .

. . and that isn't the chicken or the egg! Only in the realisation of this one Eternal Moment can one move beyond the polarities of the past and future, neither of which exist In Reality, because reality is timeless! The reader of these words is that reality, that timelessness . . This Eternal Moment.

. . . and that's the end of Conditioning, the end of Separation and the end of Conflict as a way of life . . .