Dark quiet night
a hooting scops owl
toothpick between teeth
where the bum meets the hard sofa
barking dogs at a distance
Do not feel the need to spread the word,
or 'help' others.
How can it be?.
There is no other.
And in the world of separation,
where the idea of being a person is believed,
nobody wants to hear this.
Nobody wants to dynamite his/her own house.
Nobody will get this anyway.
Its just noticing that everything is
already the total perception.
The sensing, feeling, thinking,
smelling, hearing, being.
Taking place already automatically,
naturally, without a someone doing it.
Is already ongoing.
Just singing my song.