I like that sometimes I walk around
with an empty and aware mind.
I don’t comment on it to myself and break the silence – I just know it;
as if another color has come into my experience.
And I like what I’ve come to call Authenticity;
when I’m using words.
It’s like another color in my awareness.
As if everything coming to me is painting the back wall of
the empty room that I am and I am inseparably in it.
Words don’t begin to touch this.
gallagher
30May2017
Singapore
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