Center.

Center.

My_Mayberry

Registrant
Man.
Blubbery.
Fragmented.
Scene here; scene there,
expanding to circle, but not;
expanding to center, but center
is equal to infinite points in finite space.
Boundaries unknown. Fragments to form a whole.
Shattering. Cracked pottery, decades aged, waiting to be.
To “Be” what? Arriving at CENTER. Infinite dots, finite space.
To be together, by intention; formation, with VOLITION!
Selfhood in ‘no self’ is forged by seeing cracked pottery;
art unformed. Waiting. The artist salivates. Creator,
CREATE with the shattered. br ok en. BROKEN.
...See? I put it together. Broken, but now
together. What do you say?
Are there points?
Fragments?
Whole?
Man.
 
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