How Is Enough
It must be asked how we ended up here.
For this place is perilous and wondrous and necessary.
Who has brought us here?
Our own self deliverance?
Our own self loathing?
Perhaps
But I believe our way out is still the way in
Subjugation?
Perhaps
"How" is the only justification
The only "reason"
The only "why"
This "how" embodies the soul.
Remember the soul?
This "how" embodies the very essence of all
For it is my belief that this "how" embraces the necessary as well as the unnecessary
I embrace the me that should be cast away.
I have held (cradled) the part of me that does me harm and promises the false….
No more
I lovingly hold that part dear and let it fade.
It must be and it shall.
I must be more
but no more than that.
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