Some Illusions Before Dawn

Some Illusions Before Dawn

Wheat Field With Crows, by Vincent Van Gogh. 1890


Forty Illusions Before Midnight


Birds never fly away
Fish never swim away
The sun never sets

We are idiots of ego

The only revolutions
That matter are the violent ones
The ones that force us to cast off

Me mine me mine

The only revolutions that matter
Are those that reveal
All is relative

All is contingent and evanescent
Like the leaf that falls because

 She says so

The earth is not the center
Man is not the center
The self is not the center

Through time
There is no time

The great prophets
From Buddha to Einstein
Knew this        and

Tell us to let go


Those who do not preach this
Are not great
Those who do not break us

From the habit of me me
Are not shattering




— by Douglas Pinson



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