You did it
You were the one
Who separated the world
Into pieces
Into colors
People
Races
Countries
Good and bad
OK, Sure…
School
Parents
Culture
Did their part
Helped foster
The illusion
But they won’t help you
Undo it
That’s your job
Your job alone
You can’t cobble together
Separate pieces
Back into One
Spare yourself the trouble
The impossible task
You only have to remember
That the pieces
Are not separate
And never were
Don’t you remember?
Go back to
Square One
Before thought
Just a blank slate
That mythical place
Before you tolerated
Even the idea
Of separation
That one tiny thought
That broke the world
That teensy lie upon which
All the rest
Was built
Watch as
Separation
Simply
Disappears
Watch as
The illusion
Shatters
Then
And only then
Will you have
Done your part
Dear friend
To riunite
The “whole”
Entire
World
The one that was
Never separate…
Especially
From
You!
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