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My Self allusions

[To EAP… Croak! Croak!]

“If you think, ‘I know the Self,’ you know not.”

- The Kena Upanishad

“With a more than human resolution I lay still... I was free.”

 – EAP, The Pit & the Pendulum

“Dethron’d, be head’d!”

Born, still came undone.

Umbilically  speakin’,

  unthread'd.

Thus undissolv’d,

while driftin’,

substantiat'd

a well-mixed solution,

  e’er unsettl’d.

Often unmann’d,

’d space out time,

after time.

And while well-vers’d in dis’ illusion,

still’d.

  Unheard of!  

Dressn' the less suit’d.

Like healin’ wounds,

stitch’d yet

   not seamn'.

“Brethren, unearth

from the stench

of dis’ scent!”

Dis’ stanza

of Self-

allusions, chances…

   breedin’.

LoS

May 18-22, 2012

Austin-TX

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