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“Desire is the kind of thing that eats you and leaves you starving.” Nayyirah Waheed
Amazing,
that moment,
that feeling,
when the edge is transcended
and the real is the moment,
things blur,
pulse races,
heart faints,
and then
somehow awakened,
only to see,
to know
that it is merely entanglement,
the self entwined
in a desire of its own,
seeking expression,
fulfilment,
perhaps, even
expiation.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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So many times I have awaken from dreaming with desire pulsing, only to be reminded of limitation. Cruel Self. Nice write.
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Cruel self indeed, thank you for sharing that.
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I love this. The quote too!
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Many thanks Dawn.
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So very true. This is lovely, once again
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Thank you ever so much for that.
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So true!
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Thank you.
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The realization that the self is mere entanglement is the real awakening.
Wise words, Paul.
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Thank you for the compliment, appreciate those words Megha.
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Really great post, Paul!!
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Thank you so much Charles, I appreciate your thoughts.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Very kind, as always, thank you.
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I think I’ve experienced this feeling even in waking life.. When you can feel so close to something and yet only to realize it’s just out of reach. Wonderful write! 😊
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Yes, I so agree Jenna, it sure can take your breath away in that moment.
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Absolutely! 😁
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Another profound poetic truth!
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The dream scape can be so real at times. Thank you Liz.
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True are the waking moments of life!☕️😎☕️👍👍
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Oh indeed 🙂
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You are so good with words another amazing poem
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Thank you for the lovely compliment Lyn.
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