All encompasses the whole universe
left to play out without interference
left without cognition or volition
maybe I spins a two-sided mirror
yet I sees nothing in the looking glass
ashes and dust create and destroy flesh
noble ideas come to nought in a dot
confusion as time appears linear
in a flash all events occur at once
every instance connected by a thread
no distance, no length, no height, width or breadth
transcend all thought within a quecto-dot
transcend the universe as quetta-file
winsome and beguiling in appearance
instants never arise, nor start or end
simply delusion, the truth lies hidden
trust not in perception or sensation
each moment haplessly runs the gauntlet
dimensions based on needs of perceiver
kindness to witness beauty and sorrow
actual real life as orbit patterns
reveals the dialectic as empty
marksmanship shoots bullets at a target
as a bullseye reveals the mind of God
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