selfhood. noun.
spacetime intersection of atomic trajectories here and now
essence ain’t ethereal
gaining, restructuring, and shedding material
telic struggle like Tillich’s ultimate concern
more than a question of in hell will I burn
postmortem options are full of guess
Brahma-nirvana or emptiness
but whose fate is it, I insist
how the pieces could consist
a single unit of life with consciousness and be perceived
as a self with collective and accumulative memory is a mystery
no one knows
continuum marks no end nodes
illusion of individualities diluted
in the face of nihilistic finitude
the final frame of a film fades into ego death
the red carpet for Caesar who ceases breath
like a web into branches unfolds
seeping into every gap within the body decomposed
the land anticipates new tenants, the queued unborn
strangers, the elements sign a lease to form
the force of ontos metamorphoses from the tomb
emerging in full bloom, stepping on Hades at Talitha Koum
yea, we are reincarnated from many and into many
nah, in past and future lives isolated identity there isn’t any
untraceably entangled, reassembled, and connected I am you are me
from ink to genes to binaries (code) desperate to remain by any means
anesthetic annihilation I’m feeling numb
tell me we’re only living in shadows of what is to come
but I’ll blossom
as parts are lesser than the sum
as a kernel of wheat multiplies in fallenness
I’ll embrace erasure and oneness