Thursday, 12 November 2009

The Rubicon

I have crossed the boundary
The die has been cast
Between self and non self
The terrain of doubt
The land of fear
Escaping into something
Light, ethereal, gossamer thread
The federation of states
Particle and wave
Consciousness or
Knowledge?
Perception or
Reality?
What do I know?
What do I perceive?
The difference is subtle
Yet dangerous, seductive
And casting a spell, weaving
Its sensuous, drifting
Invitation.
I take a decisive and irrevocable step
A loss of self. But who is self?
Where do I end and you begin?
No I have left that place!
Yet some part of my mind
Lingers
Looks back and regrets.

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