The ancients called it ekstasis<\/em>, Lovers do not live in time\u2014 Glint of sun off a jumbo jet jet noise morphing into chattering birds\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n the salt taste of pure joy the old man stroking the smooth bark Not one of these experiences I am a cell-sized component <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Illusion of Separateness The ancients called it ekstasis,or outside oneself.But does that really happen?Are we ever outside ourselves? Lovers do not live in time\u2014coitus, and then a shift in focus:the clock starts\u2026 Glint of sun off a jumbo jetturning … Continue reading
or outside oneself.
But does that really happen?
Are we ever outside ourselves?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
coitus, and then a shift in focus:
the clock starts\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
turning to the south\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
while body surfing\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
of the curbside tree he used to climb\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
stands apart from me,
outside of myself.
Nor do I stand apart from the not-me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
of the whole body of all creatures,
organic and inorganic, in the cosmos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n