spiral eye

Absolutely, as if there were another reason, for colour.


The spiral manifests where insects inspect


Bob caught my eye through a maze of tiny lines that can't hide his 'orangeness'.


caught in a spiral of self examination, it leads nowhere but back to here, stuck with the formation of thought conjugation unique to the vibrational institution resided in
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there is nothing to be learned before or ahead only within the intricate threads of the energy spiral currently manifest


where does one look in order to see beyond that required by rules to conform to beauty so all perception is no more than the alignment of input to echo the familiar sound of known


presented as three stages for entering empty perception, simplicity of objects being followed by the sense of the function when united as a path for a journey already in motion

unqualified glimpse
like the way the tree can see too
and wink between the passing leaves
to perceive the quality that connects
all things unconditionally
to the way we see