phrenetic mind usage
expresses emotional displacement.
one's soul knows can't be
predicated on temporality
while retention is destroying
its original basis of authorship.
primal is validation of being
yet ego invites the torture of one's soul
to be the cornerstone that speaks the truth.
but there is no retention to this truth,
for it is always in its passing.
mankind wants a transcendence
to be emotionally rewarding.
but mindfulness will steal it away by awareness and retention.
the two tortures of our being are
a mindful facility that wants
full graze and nourishment
and ego positions that wants
to self-audience it all.
we are self-consciousness
is our jumpsuit apparel.
our intuition is
always contentious with mindfulness,
they battle internally,
unexposed to each other.
where they do have common ground
mind overrides
intuition's expression and needs.
all of us,
for a deeper more penetrative focus,
need to go where
mind has no sovereign authorship.
where our primal has no observation
as if to share.
primal is access to
a soulful energetic language
that does not reduce
into words or comprehension.
we would all gladly
lay down our disclaimers
if our soul was besieged with tears of joy,
if intuition channeled your existence,
if our minds were respectful
of intuitional usage
beyond the torturous conditions
internal to living.
our thinks rots with our passive approval.
we are all a oneness underground fire
from within.
but us yelling "fire fire" is a false front
in lip-service to all other egos
that overhear it.
there is a truth somewhere back there.
we all move mountains
by presence from within.
but we are rocks in a hard places
of our mindfulness.
when does our focus become
the isness of action?
when does our transcendence become
our zest?
we are all the artist
of radiance as solutional.
we can't expect the world
to kiss our white canes
just because our blindness
is heroic in gesture.
our otherwise dualism of mind
is a two-faced complaint
by which we live to exemplify
the triumphs of our failures.
we all have contradictions,
conundrums, and paradoxes
as our appropriate wardrobe in waiting,
as we cross this stage
of our personal existence.
any self recognition we have
is baggage claimed to be needed
until we beg someone else to steal it all.
when will the death of us in this way,
become a timeless question
for us to be asking?
our minds are resourceful enough to try.
our reality applauds us
with constant karma to explore.
we have facile minds and ego
bound to cross purpose us.
but we are also very emotionally ladened with common soul.
let us live beyond these words
and care for ourselves
from this deeper way . . .
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