Consciousness Revisited.

Poetry : 22-07-2021

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What's all this fuss,

About Consciousness!

I'm the Consciousness, 

I'm the manifestation:

The Consciousness-Principle!

I'm the hidden, 

I'm  the manifest, 

I'm  the time without a beginning, 

I'm the ending of the time manifest!

Still I revel in and through, 

All my infinite, myriad,

Forms and expressions.

Could there be a time,

When I'm not? 

Could there be a consciousness,

When there is no time? 

Isn't time but the consciousness?

Isn't consciousness but time only?

Consciousness is the observed,

Consciousness is the observer. 

Yet beyond the two. 

Observation is the Reality. 

The object is the observed,

The subject is the consciousness.

Object and Subject,

Keep on mutating, 

Changing the form,

Yet the two emerge out from,

I'm,

The Consciousness Immutable.

The Unique, but not one or many. 

One or many are the attributes only, 

Of What I'm! 

Timelessly!

The words 'beginning' and 'end',

Belong to time,

But not to, what I'm.

Time is consciousness. 

I'm ever so untouched,

And quite unrelated to,

This time or the consciousness.

(Thus spake the Reality.)

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