Jul 17
I am.
they say this is a false self,
clinging to my feelings.
but they are there, I feel them.
"The poet, the wise philosopher, and the saint not only reach a wide luminous consciousness, but they gain certain knowledge of substantial reality." says Patanjali.
but this poet clings to her self, because she feels, and they say this is wrong, I am doing this wrong, this wisdom, this living.
I know I am doing this wrong because I keep getting kicked out, exiled, left out, forgotten, ignored, smeared; and so my feelings keep happening, and I continue to cling, to cherish, only myself, because no one else does.
they say this is a false self,
clinging to my feelings.
but they are there, I feel them.
"The poet, the wise philosopher, and the saint not only reach a wide luminous consciousness, but they gain certain knowledge of substantial reality." says Patanjali.
but this poet clings to her self, because she feels, and they say this is wrong, I am doing this wrong, this wisdom, this living.
I know I am doing this wrong because I keep getting kicked out, exiled, left out, forgotten, ignored, smeared; and so my feelings keep happening, and I continue to cling, to cherish, only myself, because no one else does.
