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Skeleton In the Cupboard
deep inside (back behind the eyes & down within the depths of the body, distant & buried out in the darkness of the fullness of the heart---not drained or soaked yet with the energies needed for an extended human life), a lack of genuine honesty with the self occurs--- knowing this accidental collision of sperm & egg now makes up the lifespan of this hollow shell walking on two legs, it is a near impossible task for many, so the way to deal is to develop stories that one tells themselves in order to keep calm in order to keep from sawing off one’s own head & these stories are piled one on top of the next, whilst they have been spun throughout ages, passed on down & passed on down, so as to create the greatest pool of cowardice & lies cowardice & lies cowardice & lies, because within whatever the “truest” part of the self is the knowledge that not one iota of it all means a thing & no matter how many lies one develops to convince themselves otherwise will keep it all from ceasing.
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