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The 'Big-G' and Definitions

(for Freddy)

‘Don’t speak to me of god!

Call it eyeballs but don’t

call it god.’

Well then,

Let’s call it High;

A term

I’m sure you’ll understand

Since,

There is a place within -

the ageless Centre -

flowing as space without edges

undisturbed,

both beginning and ending as Unity.

High?

From here you view the whole world.

From here you are the whole of creation.

(25 February'79)