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I am laying on the road

a speed bump in your midst

to carry you to greater paths if you brave my wits

have you astounded yourself at all? In the last waking years if not days?

What more is left if not more than you can bear on this mortal coil?

There is a place which resides within the mind and the heart

in fact there the two are inextricably intertwined an almost pristine environment of creation, abated only by the breath of thought.

If you close your eyes you can come here

you must relinquish the waking life

you are me and i am you and all is all we are and all we know

can you enter the place between blinks, between thought…

the gap

?