A sestina
Lens of pure understanding,
Removes my mind from common paradigms.
Outside the box of boxes, transcending.
Polyvalent thought, pragmatic chaos.
Lost when found and found when lost, I dissolve.
Conceptions leave resolve in paradox.
Reconcile in paradox,
Deploys the skeptic for understanding.
All of the fine lines exist yet dissolve.
Change is constant even in paradigms,
Of thought, true whole perspective is chaos.
Cosmically, it all worth transcending.
Of “existence” transcending,
Through the dissonance of the paradox.
Union, yet distinct, order and chaos.
Is it delusion? My understanding?
The merry jester, hopping paradigms.
Off the precipice, all and all dissolve.
The dissolutions dissolve,
In the cusp of transcendence transcending.
Context dictates use of the paradigms.
And no shunning of “proper” paradox.
No absolutes in this understanding.
Special kind of peace found in the chaos.
Torn apart in the chaos,
Ideas of knowledge and knowing dissolve.
Seen in open-ended understanding,
Never ceasing process of transcending.
Experience; extreme ends of paradox.
Manifest paradigmless paradigms.
The structures of paradigms,
Float in cloudy skies of the void's chaos,
Being based in the baseless; paradox.
Corner stones of said structures all dissolve.
Laws overwrite themselves through transcending.
Being, love; the only understanding.
Reach oblivion through understanding.
Cyclic regression through transcending.
“What is” and “what ifs” exist and dissolve.
One love
