When Frog Quacks !
God to the universe, is universe to the god,
pretending that this self is not it, ego appalud's,
get aboard to the journey of journey's outlawed,
discoverer looking at a paper cup burnt in absurd,
so where is this momentum of the moments flawed,
where-upon I am a frog quaking like duck hurrahed,
efforts like anti-truth functions as what it is guffawed,
alive, like flame without smoke of the conscious being,
don't even whisper a word just be the universe acting,
dancing like the candle flames making light clouding,
naked, in deep being of that which is the self clothing !
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