The spontaneous flow of the natural show the consequences of the erroneous as consciousness grows.
Swimming against the current has the effect of the abhorrent ways in which you get phased to the actions of the Days without rest.
Their play contains no jest; neither deed nor joke.
Floating among the weeds is a fleeting image trying not to choke; waiting for the next poke that’ll bring back this lie:

“Life is reacting to the acting of those in charge of what master’s the emotions of the conditioned brain.”

The desire to change is unseen by the light they hold.
This knowledge is beyond old. Walk with the ancients; talk of the whole.
Stop wandering in the cold, mixed up with what won’t unfold.
Can’t you see? There’s too much talk of being free with only the wish to Be.

All else controls thee.


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