Tossing a word salad is fun. During a conversation in The Temple of Silence yesterday, I credit Brad for revisiting the word revelatory, and sparking a discussion which led to this poem.
Revelatory
Awareness is axiomatic,
and perfectly homeostatic.
enigmatic to the mind,
yet in its simplicity, it is primary,
the absolute fact
that allows all relative facts.
its presence, steady, emphatic,
allows all fleeting stories.
itself not a story, but revelatory.
Awareness IS axiomatic.
Love it!
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