It is sunday night...

Thoughts within the apparitions called souls feel the pain of future day..

The souls are the Choir of Reality..

We sing in unison..

We often sing solo..

Duality at it's finest.

We seek each monday with the desire for survival..

We both fear and expect, according to mind..

The mind is the ego and therefore should be watched closely..

The path beyond mind is why, you are here..

The mind is an illusion of separation, but offers a key to a Door..

We knock upon the door with the mind, but mind cannot enter..

The only thing left to enter is Nothingness..

We enter easily..

We are Home...


- thomas