Primal, like whatever urge causes ONE
Two split schizophrenically Primal, like sitting on de-fence where the magnolias grow, twisted.... may be likened to the daughter of your youth. Like Harkonnen and Atreides & purple patent defense.
Primal like well...elemental dear watson there is no defense, Three Ho's are Two too many for me and seem like ky-jelly chemically
Not balanced
Like the beam
Not unlike that of your own I Am that Belarius whom you sometime banish'd and yet managed to have built more?
four your own removal a magic mirror, I'll bring that down the post in just a bit was I at 4?

I'll continue now counting five,
six, six, six like that vegetarian Jerk Tofu said
it's all in your head

remember that sick severed soul, dead in it's sin? no more no body

to blame just a detached head to spin like Robin Williams munchausens by proxy

like a top when I am on top,

Am seen in this plane most often as 7 a number by most related to heaven

I said it before I do not have desire or need for 6.... for ONE I have been set aside and can make and share ONly  LOVE

nor is there a question of

Be-ing number 9 in position  
BE-ing metaphorically read
as 8 wears a belt it is said
yet is attached to No_thing

remember what happened when 7,8,9?

with what do I have the need for the illusion of attachment to 6 to transcend?

Me llamo Que?

Me llamo Que?

Me llamo Que?

May I have your attention please?
May I have your attention please?
Will the real numbered body body please stand up?
I repeat, will the real numbered body please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here
 

When in bodily form No_One has yet offerred a body that is pure as I see

All were projections of some past aspect of me

sometimes I'm just a mirror , of what I see

The body of love she knows who she is as far as the eye can see

Therefore she has no need to make a condition, the one some call 'unconditionality'

only she gets to taste the ambrosia and spice melange so divine

As far as karma and being stuck on a continous track

it's apple jacks remember  No fruity filled loops for me

With the eye that I have

and the sea that eye

see, mere prescience is for those in illusion living in the

past maya, and desiring the purple haze, yet unreality

IN-deed and Inherent omniscience I see.

Romper, bomper, stomper boo. Tell me, tell me, tell me, do. Magic mirror, tell me today. Have all my friends had fun at play?" I see Jack and Jill and juxtaposed too,  I even see the things that Joan does not want me to.

My state is extended I exist in all 3

Triple j is in the house

Sat Chid Ananda that's me

I fly from one state to another

In the blink of her eye

Seeing pretty much all

The outcome is inherent (see just a bit above)

I know all I want to know (as is below)

Surrender has already taken place

At the point of refuge I exist

where I found the breath and where it does lie

I exist In between  betwixt and do whatever is done

In the beginning was I

Just One

at the end numbers be-gone.

I Am No numbered body

I have no other lens objectives or not 

I Am No mind

I Am No ONE

I Am No Thing

Still seeing with eyes wide shut 

And still singing soham

All you numbered bodies are just imitators

No words are now spoken