The body does all the work.
Awareness floats in and out.
Awareness is the scared one,
So it seems to awareness,
But body makes all the fear.
Body only wants to live,
However rough living is.
You, your awareness of you,
Vanish wholly in deep sleep
But quiver at vanishing
For good. That’s body talking,
Body built all of bodies
That will rejoin more bodies.
Body does all the work.
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