First we are no one then we become someone and then some become no one again on purpose.

Unbecoming in moments, innocent, no one happening, still feeling, still aware, still taking action… Boundaries dissolving, planes rupturing, edges blurring, bleeding, oceanic feeling, following inclinations, pulsing, seeping, flowing, connecting… dying to live fully.

No agent of collective identity present, no man, no women, no trans, gay, straight, bi or queer. No race, no person of political or religious persuasion.

Beneath the superstructure grows something else entirely, intruding into this realm from another. The way it comes in we have no idea… put nothing in the way of it!

All the problems in the world are caused by the trying to be a someone.

Peace