I'm always sure of the fatal blow


wishing like hell that I always

didn't get the hard stuff right...


hope would be nice but it's false

it suits us to think positively


as if our thoughts could shape

the movements of the universe


therein lies our folly...

to believe in some fairy tale


then to face the struggle against cold hard fact

and feel our hearts grow lighter


with every fall of our false imaginings...

so hard the intractable Laws of the One


and so easy once we attune to that ultimate Reality...



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