fear is a double down.
it can have a topic
or a claimed source,
with seams of immediacy
and readily presumed.
but also, a deep down,
is beyond,
what appears as claims.
there can be a capacity to be,
as un-claimable,
as fear,
which knows no source to name
and has few suspects.
it's a mind style,
as a collection of conclusions that reek.
they premise before being addressed.
they have curtains of time to hide in and with.
they have moral codes that defend them
into exile and deeper undisclosed.
there is the production of anxieties, at first,
as flash-floods of body chemistry that deny.
there are the rumbles of nameables,
that will seek a perch of presentation,
make anxiety claims or have diverse soundings.
fear has its own form of intelligent allegiance.
experience and expectation attempt
to have front row seats,
own the theater,
make the movies,
and invite others over.
fear's entire life
is spent in conclusion's land.
there are no migrations planned.
homestead is a deep down, within.
karma could have been a parent.
trauma is surely in the family tree.
whatever, is not now ever disclosed
and so fear is represented by it relatives,
apprehensions, anxieties, worrisomes.
even outright angst will do.
dreading can be a forerunner.
restlessness can also,
as if,
in an endless game of dodgeball.
all of this, before the suffering stage appears.
fear has philosophic implications,
somewhere in the life versus death proposal.
like our minds are a frenzy for this.
and so we dance with fear,
as a life-partner would,
through thick or thin,
grossly present or subtilely incurred.
bless us all,
with winning smiles.
but the truth about fear is,
it has no surface that will lead to its source.
we just put band-aides on claims.
kiss it, to make it better,
and have a psychology of living,
put into override.
fear, it goes well,
with the brain styles we use.
conclusions are its safe harbor.
and that's where,
we inadvertently all live,
within and around . . .
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