the great imploding world view
cascading light particles
you count them
1...2... here's another!
3. three particles of light
and you are full
the aggregates of mind
the foundational delusions of ego
crammed in a space
the size of a baby raccoon
your brain feels so light
as light as your conscience
your pineal gland secretes
primps before its blazing mirror
I have found you
this is no illusion
we breathe,
therefore
we're here