We must come to realize that
the corporeal self is not a closed system of
determined dimensions and
mechanical movements.
Descartes' errant philosophy says so,
but we don't have to believe in it.
The mind/body split, the mechanical
way of narrow-minded science...we can fly
away from such notions forever.
We can live in Truth, and wear its garb, and
kiss its lips of eros.
We can book an appointment
with the muse-doctor of creative healings,
the true scientist of Truth.
We can know things that have no limits,
and drink from an ocean of quantum fluctuations.
We can extend our minds beyond illusory parameters.
When the time-tide is right, we can even surf the waves
in our beings, and watch the undulations in that essence
speak about the intrinsic freedom
of what was, is, and forever will be.
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