beyond everything...

I was always beyond everything,
Like a slow wave of time,
beyond the dark ocean of space,
Half particle,
Half wave.
Nothing changed
even after so much of change,
So that every blue leaf,
Out of life,
now looks strange.

yet I was beyond and beyond,
Of every three-fold Bond,
Of life,
Of love,
Of death.
For I was never born ,
here nor there.
Neither shall I die
here nor there.
Canvas I was,
For triple point,
and Phase.
Like water ,
turning its color,
to light,
Light like faint violet,
On which
every flower is synthesized.
like troubled birth of beings,
Luminous like a starball,
That whom we call men,
floating as Hungry Ghosts,
to descent upon the Glue
of life
the organic soup
From which
A thousand tentacle emerge
of darkness ,whiteness

Yet I was aloof,
all that time
when Monkeys were walking
and the tail shrinked
a Billion years ahead
to the year zero
of start of beings
oscillating to and fro
in thousand such
aeons.
I was aloof
I was beyond everything
ever,always.never.

who cares anymore?
if the words make sense,
who hears anymore?
what birds may lend ,
This was not supposed to be here
nor you,
But we both are,
so what do you say?
were you beyond me?
when I was beyond everything?
Can you see these layers?
that condense
upon every moment of moist
a cold thin droplet
onion peels,
to strong
and suffocating
the very meaning of life,

I see what you cannot
Thats why
I say what you cannot.