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by bryce

To observe, not absorb —
Follow, but not engage;
These are the actions of those Who
Wish to know.

Understanding. A fantastical word.
Spotlighting they that wish to grow
And sow seeds of good fortune
Like tantras of good portend

A walk with Objectivity obeys neutrality.
O, what a reality the principalities
Of my mind’s domains, remains of broken promises,
Hurts, memories, lessons, pressings

They press me to express these truths
In presence of Other subjectivities.
How do I withhold, when Fate favors the bold,
Or the passions of my highest heart burst forth?

Observe, not absorb. Follow, but do not engage.
For even the mind is a vessel.
Filled with rare treasures and measures
Of blessings with dressings even it cannot fathom.

But it is a structure, a form of forms.
Know thyself — the separation of norms.