The sense that you are
the awareness
of awareness
is the only pardon,
simple amness.
There are no true
confessions, no
true stories, ever.
All narrative is innately
inficted. Forgive
the transforming,
constant movement
of matter, forgive
the constant want,
the yearning, forgive
the frustration
of owned, enculturated mind,
of endless mental
modeling, noodling,
forgive
the addiction to fiction,
the fantasy of willing
the world other, forgive
and be aware of
being aware of being,
amnesty.
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