…I think it is good, from time to time,
to go to a place of not knowing as you are free of whatever.
I think there is real freedom in there, real truth
where everything is new and fresh.
I think there is innocence like an infant, sinless
not yet tainted by biases nor pretensions,
no worries to pay for bills or to go to work
nothing profound or shallow
you just exist, plain and simple,
in a marginality of existence, sort of
and you become unaware that you are still breathing.
And there are no polarities, not even demarcation lines.
It is flat and wide and encompassing.
and the beauty of it is that it exists, it is real
and we can summon it, anytime, anywhere.
no reading of books, no writing, no philosophizing,
no poetry, no argument, no listening to music, no nothing.
and you can nonchalantly just stare at people going about their businesses
while drinking coffee, comfortably sitting in an open patio,
without thinking, just observing without judgment,
without analysis, just sipping coffee, just being there,
and you are not controlled by the passing of time
because you are not aware it is flowing,
because you don’t think about the past or the future.
you are just wallowing in the present though not thinking about it,
being consumed, being grounded, and being steady.
you’re not even happy or sad
you are just as it is.
in this place of not knowing, you witness the beauty of what is
and you are born once again.
there is something beyond our finite vision.
And you come out brimming with new possibilities as
there is a deepening of insight
and meanings blossom
as there is a revelation of truth
and you come out of this place feeling good.
and I just came out of this place with a smile on my face
and my heart sings
while walking on light feet.
And I also taste healing by the way.
this I think is wisdom.