There is no such thing as vision.
There is no such thing as touch.
There is no such thing as reason.
There is no such thing as hunch.
There is no such thing as people.
There is no such thing as hell.
There is no such thing as real.
There is no such thing as realm.
There is no such thing as range.
There is no such thing as speech.
There is no such thing as anger.
There is no such thing as complete.
There is no such thing as code.
There is no such thing as mistake.
There is no such thing as in-control.
There is no such thing as thanks.
The tongue blathers gibberish.
The eyes seek but do not see.
The mind thinks but does not know.
The ego knows but does not think.
The external world takes a shape;
The shape shifts and rearranges.
The present shape is so and the present shape will go.
You, the shape, will unfold.
It is neither here nor there or under the hair
That the real you can be found.
One look around - from sky to the ground –
And it is you that will be waiting there.
You may see yourself in others; that is all well and good.
But to see yourself in all other; that is how to manage your mood.