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  • Open Daily: 10am - 10pm
    Alley-side Pickup: 10am - 7pm

    3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
    612-822-4611

Open Daily: 10am - 10pm | Alley-side Pickup: 10am - 7pm
3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
612-822-4611
Your Infinite Intimate Embrace: you have never left

Your Infinite Intimate Embrace: you have never left

Neithercut, Nancy

Paperback

General Poetry

ISBN10: 1975783913
ISBN13: 9781975783914
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Sep 20 2017
Pages: 226
Weight: 0.88
Height: 0.48 Width: 7.01 Depth: 10.00
Language: English
Imagine watching your hands crochet a lace skirt, watching your feets pad along the path, your voice singing, your thumb tapping songs on a glass screen and never feeling like there is a you doing or not doing anything or nothing. ...Imagine the feeling that there are no separate things. No one thing being pummeled about by other things like a universe of ping pong balls. No longer feeling like this is a universe filled with razor sharp edges that all feel like barriers between your broken heart and a love light you just know must be there somewhere. ...Imagine knowing always that there is no other more better or next, that what seems to appear is indeed always it. Wouldn't there be a seamless ease and an unspeakable quietude no matter what seems to appear, when all hope and fear and need of a never arising next is gone? ...Imagine no longer trying to change or fix yourself or others or the world as you know without a doubt that life is, just as it seems to appear, utterly perfect. ...Imagine knowing that no one, including you, is the instigator of their thoughts feelings or actions, that life indeed does itself, totally spontaneously. ...Imagine knowing and feeling always that there are no separate things or feelings or thoughts or moments. That there is no right or wrong way to feel or think or act or live or love or die. ...Imagine knowing you and everyone you love or have ever loved is a dream character in a play that no one wrote, that sings itself, that all measurement and dimension and time and love are made up. ...Imagine knowing that this life just as it seems to appear is the only life you can ever know, and there is no one who can escape. ...Imagine knowing deeply that although love and beauty arise only in the dream through your beautiful eyes, and that there are no others, you can only see your imaginary reflection in this love dance with others. ...Imagine that this emptiness you have tried to fill your entire life is true. That you are a flowing empty thought dream and are ultimately alone, yet here you are, magically appearing, dancing in the grand canyon of love. ...I am a sea of words ...flowing. ...and receding ...and every word feels like love to me

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