This is another collection of stream of consciousness poems – all of which I wrote the past several months. I feel like the poems in here are different compared to the ones in volume 1. I think this difference is reflective of how my perspective on reality itself has changed.

For whatever reason, since around middle school, I have always had the strongest yearning to figure everything out. This sense that if I figured out the basis of reality and understood the most fundamental knowledge, I would be all set. This has led to me creating philosophies in my head of how I should live my life. Just for those philosophies to come crashing down as it always turns out that reality is greater than any idea. It's like building a sandcastle frantically, hoping it will last forever, just for a wave to return the castle to the nothingness from which it came.

I feel like it is getting more and more clear that the most fundamental knowledge must be one that is equivalent to reality itself. It must go beyond philosophy. It must be infinitely flexible and open, with no distinctions. It takes infinite sincerity, infinite grit, infinite devotion, and infinite surrender. And this, I know, is the work of my life.