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i am transformed. in what i see. my eyes can not discern as shapes melt and swirl and break into dots -- merging with the Static. i am transformed. in what i hear. of overlapping rips of space itself with the unyielding babel of humanity. i hear everything and nothing becoming one with the Hiss. i am transformed. in what i touch. my insubstantial hands stir turbulence passing through scratchy mist. the Dust drapes over me and through me. i am infused with the smell of a million worlds. i am transformed. in what i think. of snippets of thought impinging on me. racing through my awareness and memories of titillation. i am arrested by efficiency and classification. my mind gives over to the Context it can no longer fight. i have been transformed. in all my senses and in all my thoughts i am conjoined with all Things. i am Undifferentiated.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 5/9/2014 8:38:00 PM
I am spell bound by your words.. amazement drifts over my face and my body hold to the tune of your noise of each word of this poem.. each line reverberates through me and holds me in a trance.. hugs
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Sam Toil
Date: 5/9/2014 8:45:00 PM
My dearest Brooke, Please read my e-mail to you. Love & Hugs;)Ben
Date: 4/18/2014 4:46:00 AM
Noise sounds in high volume in the creation.Nice one!
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Sam Toil
Date: 4/18/2014 7:14:00 AM
Hi Muhammad. Its so nice to meet you. Thanks for your encouraging comment. And for picking up on the "creation" connection. I look forward to getting to know you and your poetry. Peace....Sam