when ‘my’ intellect saw for itself
what it is
and what it isn’t,
it spontaneously retreated
and assumed its proper place.
its functioning was unimpaired.
rather, it seems heightened, sharpened.
the ‘thinker’ saw itself as nothing
more nor less than its thoughts,
and both found their place in the order of appearances.
“Know thyself,” we’re advised.
says I, “Easier to first find out what thyself is not.”
~ miriam louisa
echoes from emptiness