Not Mine - Not-Self. No... A MindHacker Poem

Not Mine

When I move I move with the notion That its my own Volition.

How can it be other Than this Knowing from experience And feedback.

Knowing from feedback Is circular defense Of my argument for Choice.

The pattern of choice Is built with feedback As a sensation Fuck.

A moment of clarity Creates anxiety Then Chaos God.

Drop. I’m drowning in emptiness. There’s no there here. Or here there.

Mind. Let’s go of 'mine'. And yours. The body is still there.

Mine. Is just a sensation. Permeating all experience. The water we swim in.

Not Mine. Not. Self.

No...