Kissing the Pearl
I think true freedom
(the truest freedom)
is to be able to crawl up out of yourself
to realize that only a fraction of the happenings in the universe
are about
you.
Your problem is that you're a light year beyond selfish
wallowed in the mud of yourself for so long
that you abuse yourself with your own mud
stick it so far up inside your vibration
that you
bleed the blame of your self-rape onto others
that's right, you're a self-rapist
and if you continue to self-rape, your soul will bleed out.
You may as well do the noble thing
and not drag anybody into your self-wallow.
Then if you can do that, you have earned the right
to sew a stripe onto your shoulder
and call it self-promotion,
I may even attend the ceremony.
In the meantime, crawl out of your shell
stop kissing your own pearl
pay attention to the suffering of others
Try taming the twirl of their madness.
Snap the hell out of it, bite a happy apple for once.
But you're too damn complex and self-absorbed
to do something that unselfish and simple.
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