Broken beauty,
What hast thou done to thee, me?
My Darling has disappeared,
Is hidden,
Engrossed with fear.
Look at the state you've put me in...
Holding us back,
Afraid to win,
Where do we even begin?
Yet, it's not about me...
It's about we,
And how you forget to love thee, me!!
Oh my dear, sweet Heart,
How you suffer still...
Against your own free, egotistical, will;
Explain to me Darling,
Is this why we feel ill?
Mine own enemy,
Why cannot ye, love thee, me!!
Although time may be constant and pure,
You will find your way back to me again,
My Darling,
From now,
Until forevermore!!

Once in thoughting so profound,
exhilarated with a bottle found. . .
. . .slake'd it up yet still I got it,
passed-out drunk, woke up, forgot it?

Before
I started to respect
myself

There was
no such terms
like, ego

Remember

I wonder what you’d call it,
it as in this this life this waking dream,
this moment in time where feel we feel like we’re fallin’,
this feeling that we are everything,

how have you been,
how will you be,
stumbling around in my own cloud,
until I rain upon the sea,

sea,
we humans are messed up,
but it’s a beautiful chaos,
and that’s why I don’t give up,

live up,
to no one’s exceptions,
exceed all preconceived notions,
of what it means to make it,

I don’t call the enemy’s camp Hate,
even when it’s full of Haters,
this is a Love campaign,
it is not a status,

see I call the enemy,
The Darkness of Ignorance,
which is the opposite of Illuminati,
which is lit up in brilliance,

none of this is happenstance,
none of this is randomness,
there is an equation,
which add up to all of this,

this,
this,
this I don’t know what to call it,
this as in it,

I wonder what you’d call it,
it as in this this life this waking dream,
this moment in time where feel we feel like we’re fallin’,
this feeling that we are everything…

∆ LaLux ∆

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With understanding
Ego is,

Black and White.