November 16
DOWN THE UPSIDE
On the downside of a rising star there is too much fear. Anticipation is recommended for ascent, delight should be encouraged, but all out alarm is usually sounded whether it is needed or not. Panic dims the shining pleasure of mounting the sky. Refuting celestial status, denying astral projection, I renounce myself. Attaining height, my position in space is apparent to bystanders and onlookers. I need to ride the comet and accept fate, my nemesis. Fortune shines on me, I should not squint away kismet.
Expand your spiritual muscle.
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Who is the Parent?
There are more liars in my head than anywhere else
and they will say the most errant nonsense,
making it sound totally convincing.
First of all they use other people’s inventories
to leverage me into believing
that I am just what is needed
to lift each person’s universe from despair;
Then they insist that my life will be incomplete
until I have saved nations and secured borders,
all the while failing to mention
the deadly nature of these attempts.
None of this is a problem unless I listen.
Liars’ lying causes me no trouble
until I accept and act on this bunk.
This is where a thorough inventory saves the day.
When I am clear about the truth of who and what I am
I can’t be easily led astray.
I know I am God’s child and the resemblance can be strong,
but today that burden is not mine to carry,
so I can stay busy being me.
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