“He who knows and has thrown off all evil,
the overseer of the senses, the pure-minded,
firmly grounded in the Self and looking away
from all earthly objects, he is the same.”

Mait – Upanishads, VI. 1.

yes, nevermind
I used to say “this is mine”
but I, me, mine are now
a passthrough, just a flow

identification
being the flow an identification itself
it wonders “is there anything else
left behind or yet to come?”

if there’s no I, me, mine, then someone
writing these lines, this very line,
which might seem mine
but it is not…

connection
to the unchangeable
watching these changeable
               mind
          heart
     gut

the body
in its own sattvic way.