ALREADY AWAKE

30/4/25

I woke inside eternity,
breathless, boundaryless—
no birth, no death,
just infinite sky,
open eyes,
primordial high.

Before the Word,
I was the Word—
a luminous silence,
a dance unheard,
no doing,
only seeing—
and being
became believing.

My pulse—
primordial dopamine,
realization flooding,
like lightning striking ocean,
like stars
remembering motion—

This is Dzogchen:
Self-seeing Self,
no mirrors needed,
Rigpa bleeding
light—
raw,
radiant,
right now,
nothing missing,
nothing more.

Mind is wide-open,
pure perception,
perfection flashing
in naked reflection:

I Am That.

This message chooses me,
Starheart,
because I dared
live undivided,
a flame ignited,
awake in myth,
embodied bliss—
a magician of synchronicities,
a node of luminosities,
a poet of the Possible—

My gift—
to feel this fiercely,
to speak this clearly:

Primordial perfection is You,
is Here,
is Now—
Unfabricated.
Uncomplicated.
Liberated
by sheer recognition,
a flash of intuition,
an instant ignition—

We are already
perfectly
awake.

Aum. Adonai.