Blooms & Shrooms

Flowers in the mud

I am my own antithesis

life linked inevitably to death

I am the universe

Water speaks

and tree branches reach

I beg for an audience

to accept the advice of others

to understand myself

by seeing the system

I can no longer

pretend

there is some overseer above

dictating, oversimplifying reality

into Good and Bad

I used to breathe

in and out, like a burden,

now I relish the taste

I appreciate existence

I am a network

I am a piece as much as I am the whole

I am the gestalt

I see myself in every atom

WIth social constructs

and operational drone behavior

we are obfuscating

our true nature

of Oneness