Searching in the linearity
For what will satisfy
The yearning heart
And the longing soul
Is fruitless

We must dive beneath the waves
Into the vertical dimension
Beyond time’s limited offerings
Inside our own being

Who is it that truly knows themselves
In these days of surface living
The wise man, or woman,
Stands out among the fools
And sees clearly the veils of illusion

The only journey for truth is inwards
And for that journey
We must be prepared
To become naked
To dissolve false and erroneous beliefs
To unpack the conditioned self
And to fall into the unknown

Truth is only found in the unknown.

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