I taste it in the air
Bitter irony medium rare
Everything racing by
Is it me ?
Am I standing still
Or a cloud in the sky
Or worse…in reverse?
Goddess release from this curse
Self imprisonment
I build the bars
Yet beg for the key
This just isn’t me
Caution to the wind
I don’t bend
Insurmountable hill?
I fill the bill
Getting in my own way
This game I won’t play
I taste it in the air
Bitter irony medium rare
Skid row is a day pass
Next to one’s own self-wrath
Pain is physical
Thought is mental
Will is spiritual
Go it alone
Is there any other way?
Not today
I’m out of this hand
I’ve something better planned.
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This second revised edition describes, from Onlinesss Self Awakening perspective, the major Truth-consciousness realm-waves of transcendent Self Awakening
Sure is a killer to a productive life, yet I see it so often in my practice. This is a very thoughtful work. Bravo.
Peg