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Monk Mode

“There are many "cures" for depression, some of them are drugs from a pharmacist, and others are creation by a loving God.”


Earth life being about feeling contrast,
along with joy, we experience pain,
which if sublimated, cleanses soul’s stain
and so although destiny’s die is cast,
dwelling not on transience, that does not last,
in the womb of love, fears to rest are lain
and embracing life, we dance in the rain,
seeing no cause, to fly our flag half-mast.

Breath by breath, grace of God in heart aflame,
vibrant soul frolics in the void carefree,
accepting gracefully, both highs and lows,
recognising earth life as but a game,
wherein when with pulse of love we agree,
our heart in repose, strikes a blissful pose.

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Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 10/15/2023 11:00:00 AM

I love this game. When first level complete, advance next :)

Unseeking Seeker
Date: 10/15/2023 8:08:00 PM

Indeed, that’s how it is. Each crest is a trough, as new peaks appear

Silent One

Date: 10/14/2023 1:15:00 AM

Depression is a difficult condition and one that is ignored by some.. and some countries do not have effective resources for it... never easy suffering from this.. you wrote an interesting sonnet with a different rhyme scheme here..

Unseeking Seeker
Date: 10/14/2023 3:37:00 AM

Yes. Depression, bipolar and other variants are medical conditions, yet having roots in ignorance. If somehow we are able to know who we are, in as, we see directly, eternal essence of our being and then embody that recognition in our waking state, then where is fear, desire, attachment, prejudice, anger and hence depression?