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A Churning of Unstoppable Events

This Goes Out To... the ego

A churning of unstoppable events overflowing space and eating apart time.
The tides that flow within and without everyone,
And within and without everything that is, was, or has the grace to yet be alive,
...are growing shallow.
Still, a slither of shadows against the back drop of the mind
...and still further to realms not of creation,
...but, more the edge of “being” and some place “out there”.
A hope that all is paranoia and that all could be explained.
A wish to be but a broken thing that someone can fix.
A need to think one is crazy so it lessens the fear that all of it could, in fact, be real.
Covers get tossed aside and sheets get set up all about,
As projected problems become seen on the outside, not in.
Then it’s off to the next room.
It doesn’t look like problems are here, and they can be remember in there.
So, is this safe?
Time washes an egos beaches revealing shattered pieces of the past.
It is suggested that it’s overlooked and grown past.
Feet prints scattered... paths to follow...
...but rest not in their hearts for it is but more meat in more flesh.
A need to break free.
A wish that one doesn’t wish without fear of nothing in return.
An attempt to make it ok in one way or another.
A deep longing for satisfaction.
Try not to be hurt by things that are not in the presence of the the present.
Forget what you are, and be what is.
 
~Dennis Ball

(2008)

“Earth provides enough to satisfy every man's needs, but not every man's greed.”
― Mahatma Gandhi

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