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Friends
before you is a madman
listen, not to his words
they are lies
and he, a greater liehow arrogant his quest
these many many years
thinking to find himself
and something greater
far beyond
thoughts and wild imaginings
he thought it brave and bold
to laugh at death
and pain and sorrow
the human condition
while chasing elusiveness
he strayed
to far beyond

listen, not to his words
they are lies
and he, a greater lie
before you
is a madman

friends
it was he who demanded
and gave permission
to be fooled
he thought to find himself
and something greater
he said “anything – anything
take me beyond
all
beyond”
it was he who hung himself
his madness his creation
how was he to know
that beyond light’s blush
and the moaning wind
lay the slayer of all sanity
while chasing elusiveness
he strayed
too far beyond
where stillness and silence
steal you from yourself
and being no where
and no thing
that Presence
soft as finest down
faint as a still breeze
touches one
so very very gently
in a place
so very very hidden
all hope of sanity dies
this touch remembers
recognizes
awakens to itself
listen, not to his words
they are lies
and he, a greater lie
before you
is a madman

friends
returning to this world
of idiots and imbeciles
they say, “relax, you’re too intense
surrender, God’s will be done”
is insanity
how, can one surrender
when one is not
who, can scratch an itch
that is not
where can one prepare for
what is not
can any formula mandate grace

friends
I am a madman
living in insanity
where the only road back
is to expose all the lies
and I
is the greatest lie of all

listen, not to these words
they
are all
lies.

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