The Poetry and Prose of John Omniadeo

The Poetry and Prose of John Omniadeo

Wednesday, January 7, 2026

Infinite Bliss Piss

In the infinite bliss piss
of non-dual awareness
anything can happen
sweaty underarms smell fragrant or foul

Ever seeking the illusion of the arcade
the cheapo chintzy thrill of this against that
I fall into the nonsense of Hell
or ascend to the sense-non of Heaven

Deep pillows are soft
marbles are hard
but the Mind of My Teacher
has never come to be
and will never pass away

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