something but the substance is

Being a creation like all.
Stumbling on myself and fall
                          right in the middle of my mental living paradox,
                            verity was written on Hellenic ancient buried rocks.
Graverobbers took the truth;
twisted it and named it 'proof'.

Divinity is in all things.
The dispatch this spring brings
                           is an example of magic of actual causation,
                           a correspondence to our life's presentation.
Nothing is none.
We're all part of the One.

Private responses.
Fear-based losses,
                    theories of potentials within the human timeliness,
                    times where I soothe the edges of my loneliness.
I let my body feel
the loss of its peel.                  


Our mortality
express our duality
               illusions may seem as real as reality