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Pleasure, Is it a god? Pain, Is it the devil? Given the wrong circumstances, They can both be evil. Then what is it I rely on To help me differentiate between right and wrong? Time, Is it eternal? Health, Is it reliable? And when things don't go to plan, Are my consequences inevitable? Then what is it I can count on That's been unchangeable all along? Will, Is it sturdy? Relationships, Will they keep swaying me? And when pain, Pleasure, time and health test me, What is it I can rely on to keep me steady? Why, I feel like a kite on a single string, The string is a hand stretching out from a deep sea, The hand is a lever with the note: "Pull me!" And I hold on and it may be fine, But relationships, Will, health, time, pain and pleasure Eventually rot and turn bitter And they let me go And I am reminded of how Lost I truly am... In this vast ocean... In this wide space... I am reminded that in this world, Nowhere in my mind is safe; I used to ridicule that which I cannot see or feel, But there was nothing of this world that was real. All of my idols Left me, Scathed. And all that’s left to Hold on to Are the ideals of hope And faith.
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Sep 22, 2021
Sep 22, 2021 at 8:42 PM UTC
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Pleasure, Is it a god? Pain, Is it the devil? Given the wrong circumstances, They can both be evil. Then what is it I rely on To help me differentiate between right and wrong? Time, Is it eternal? Health, Is it reliable? And when things don't go to plan, Are my consequences inevitable? Then what is it I can count on That's been unchangeable all along? Will, Is it sturdy? Relationships, Will they keep swaying me? And when pain, Pleasure, time and health test me, What is it I can rely on to keep me steady? Why, I feel like a kite on a single string, The string is a hand stretching out from a deep sea, The hand is a lever with the note: "Pull me!" And I hold on and it may be fine, But relationships, Will, health, time, pain and pleasure Eventually rot and turn bitter And they let me go And I am reminded of how Lost I truly am... In this vast ocean... In this wide space... I am reminded that in this world, Nowhere in my mind is safe; I used to ridicule that which I cannot see or feel, But there was nothing of this world that was real. All of my idols Left me, Scathed. And all that’s left to Hold on to Are the ideals of hope And faith.
#faith#steady#introspection#will#health#time#pleasure#pain#relationships
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Sep 22, 2021
Sep 22, 2021 at 8:42 PM UTC
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