present, undisturbed

present, undisturbed even by the passage of the time that beckons my soul to its distraction and certain end, this never leaves me, the ancient one, one timeless instant that encompasses all disconnected awareness, irresistible experience, unstoppable motion, accelerating through every particle of existence, exploring all spatial perception in absolute stillness. i remain untouched, undamaged, unchanged. within there is no end or beginning of any creation or destruction, all is continuous and unmoving. a feathered beast wrapped in dawns mantle of desire and wonder, struck forth to find the indescribable prey of being, hungry to feed the litter of the unawakened clan, or to feed on the souls still dormant and dying. there is no religion of hunger or starving zealots of the body's need, one feeds until satisfied, one sits until hunger returns. the latent soul twists in the torment of the beast, locked in an inseparable terror and glistening fear that all life is doomed and one has no hope of freedom from this unending annihilation. from the beginning to the end all is feast and famine, there is no settled land and comfortable home but the emptiness that fills every action, each result and stifles all that grasp and plead. this life in emptied fullness, has no bearing but to point unerringly at the truth that has no words but only the devotion to the soul, the inner journey that tears away the boat from its moorings and sinks into unknowable depths where no breath can escape the living and no water can soothe the thirst. in depths beneath the life unlived there is the final redemption of the flesh and the end of the slavery of the soul. one love one consciousness one being beyond the reaches of all turmoil and distraction, beyond even breath and death, what lives dies and what dies becomes the food of the living.