Poetic Moment: Melting the Mind Jam

The study of the mind is a never ending pit
A labyrinth mosaic set into the cement of existence
It keeps circling round' in ridiculous stuper.
Look, those well trodden tracks, how deeply they are
Now, watch as the sea dissolves them.
Eternal edge laps against the thigh
Here, float into the Source of I AM
and Breathe .