
Where our focus lies,
contours emerge,
forms that take shape.
Our senses draw
objects, things,
peel them out
out of the swamp
of boundlessness and formlessness.
Being is a construct
of attention, observation,
creation of space and time,
interactive play,
self-perception.
Mental grip
a grasp of the formless
closed energy, matter
A handful of being
thrown into life
our senses that give form
turn an non-thing into a thing.
The astral that reaches into physical being
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