Without name, form, or image
Without conquest or submission
Strength or weakness
Intelligence or ignorance
Level of education
Physical prowess
Sexuality
Worldly success
Social status
Wealth
Influence
Power
Poverty
Failure
Nothingness
Truth shines through it all
Its essence cannot be found externally
It is an utterly intrinsic experience
It is what makes you recoil at being poisoned by lies
Or the next troglodyte they trot out and call a hero
Let the fools bow down to their tarnished idols
I serve what I cannot see
I am given understanding by what I cannot hear
And wisdom that I cannot speak
I feel a visceral response to what I cannot touch
A flavor to what I cannot taste
An odor to what I cannot smell
I feel a strength inside physical weakness
And a knowing inside a cascade of emotions
I seek a silence that I cannot share
To free me from a sadness that I cannot understand
Being separated from a home that I do not remember
I seek the Truth
Let the world do what it will
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