This deep breath
Full, cavernous,
Column of breath
Planted in the womb
The posture opens the valve
The intake of air is postural
And nothing belongs to me.
Powerful death rattle,
Carries everything in its path,
Healing waves flow and rule.
This deep breath
Full, cavernous,
Column of breath
Planted in the womb
The posture opens the valve
The intake of air is postural
And nothing belongs to me.
Powerful death rattle,
Carries everything in its path,
Healing waves flow and rule.
Notes & Silence 
And yet, physical posture is so ephemeral and meaningless…
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Ephemeral: Then we should be all the more motivated to investigate it.
Meaningless: that adjective may vanish as the investigation deepens.
Still, what is not meaningLess anyway?
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What is not meaningless? Only the universal consciousness may know the answer to that.
How does one investigate that which is so mutable? Does not posture change with every passing moment, even if not by much?
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of course, posture is alive.
Absolutely not immobile, as one would sometimes think.
The posture is moving all the time,
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