Her Sun Eclipses
Her Sun Eclipses
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She comes
Her sun eclipses
Together holding each other
She looks in his green eyes
Her heart fluttering
Her Inner amulet
Scattering words
His rainbow
Smiling
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David Arndt November 19th, 202
Missing Self
Missing Self *** Yikes, my family has become concerned by my inability to find any solid fixed self, what to do? Best to keep quiet about my suspicion of their lack of inherent self. And who or what has been doing this searching and looking anyhow, like a gerbil spinning on a wheel? Those Buddhists, I tell you, they appear so peaceful (sometimes ) but are secretly a radical group of self deniers, how wonderfully subversive. Maybe I have been a Buddhist all along and just realized it. But then I look for the Buddhist and Bam! Same problem, there's nothing there. I must confess enjoying my nonexistent self today, uh oh, that could mean trouble. Now that I have realized my life is just a dream am wondering what comes next, or if there is a "next." Maybe I will keep looking a little more to be sure no self is to be found. The way things are going I might end up a Buddhist. Now not only can I not find myself, I can't find anyone else either. I close ...
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