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Mar 2019
Introspection is pain
Which severs the mind
From its body.

An existential misery
Evoking visceral self-hatred.

A fear of oneself
And a heavy cloud
Of doubt and misinformation.

Indecisive.
                               Distant.

Relying on the mercy
Of a damaged conscience.

It is being lost
Without a map
And relying on the universe itself
To guide you home.

No remedy
Save for clearing
One's own mind.

No salvation
Save for discovering Truth.

Introspection is a realization
That you're not even in control
of your own thoughts.
Keaton
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