Celebrate it Clearly of its Own Accord

The Whole forest no Misguidancemake total decisions with the awareness of ~ nowmaking it happen now ~ drop the Mind drop the tranceno regrets no sadness no guilt no self pity,that was your choice then, you made it on truth ~no deviations, can’t imagine how many ripples in the sandthat make up the full picture of no identifications reality ~the numberless pores in the skin of your handthe sub atomic, electro magnetic radiance ~Choose Full life not ‘Conditioned’ divided death ofremorse & doubtYou always need to grow even in the surreal Artic snow,Whether ‘It Is’^ ‘It Isn’t’ who really can claim to know ~ ‘Knowing’ from the Mind Rock is not the Oceanic ~just being, living, living living