Logic or Imagination?

What you are missing?

To Have or Not to Have

Optimism and Hope

Poesophy: Goal (Poem19)


Travel from wakefulness to sleep without changing target.
Ride the arrow that goes right through the steel of reason, until you
reach the Illusion where the perfect labyrinths of disorder navigate.
Make out of all your facets one single diamond.
Revere the subtle cause of the burst of your cells.
The entrails throbbing on the ground of the powder feed the root of your
Consciousness.
Be the eternal witness.

Poesophy: Knowledge (Poem 18)

What you will know one day you do not need to know now.
If light passes through the walls, fine.
If it is consumed in the abyss, fine.
Enter the cathedral of the heart, lose consciousness of consciousness,
with open arms let yourself fall into the torrent, confident without a
doubt, the most despised moment of your life is a germ, enjoy each of
your steps, accept that reality incessantly disintegrates.
In the mysterious energy that holds the world there is no sadness or
fear, receive the concentric waves of its pleasure.

Poesophy: Oblivion (poem 17)

Flee from what makes you forget the skeleton.
Don’t transform into an arrogant who denies his silver almonds.
Moving the hips hallucinated you don’t delete death.
The flower is born, perfumes, gives its pollen and at the end its
petals, can you say that it disappears?
At all times you are what is as much as what is not.
Just moving along paths that vanish you will arrive at the truth.

Poesophy: Walls (Poem 16)

Demolish the walls that separate you from yourself.
Eliminate the puppet who built around your conscience.
They injected you the hump of appearance.
They tied you to time defining you by age.
They crammed in your face grimaces of ancestors.
They locked your being in a passport, in a language.
Mutilated your differences.
Cease to live around yourself, let go of the superfluous, search without
ceasing for the invisible root until you find yourself.
Free of definitions, immersed in happiness.

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