The Everything

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The everything knows what it wants
It splices the frames…reeling our minds…love, fear, void, death
LOVE, FEAR, VOID, DEATH
frames running fast into a blur of everything
so fast, so fast
the beautiful blur of everything
why must we slow it … why examine it … or wrap a protective story around it?
each frame, too intense on its own?
but allowing for the speed of light such frames are
the seamless fabric of everything …
the immensity of its beauty, confronting
an infinite tapestry of pure sweet oblivion
EMBODIED oblivion
harmless, limitless emptiness
unfolding by invitation
seduced by surrender
LET HER IN.

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Lalita Diaz

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