eternally up-to-bat for peace, the
world is art, you are art, and art
is therapy.. so by its very nature,
reality is therapy for the eternally
lost-and-found (in the single instant
foreverandalways). past an angry veil
is hurt.. past a hurt veil is sadness.. past
a sad veil is ego.. and past the ego veil is
an ecstasy that routes into the happiest
insanity one could imagine doing loops
and trying to catch its own tail.. nothing
to be ashamed of when yer having fun
and it ain't some serious issue that the
tail ain't been captured.

taking a sip of another belief gives
one too many thoughts to meditate
on. we are all as found as the rooted
tree.