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Secrets of the Subconscious

Secrets of the Soma We don't wear our mind on our sleeve We wear our mind. Our body is an extension Of mental characteristics and environmental dynamics, Like a suit custom-made from our past, Each scar a sovereign of pain and knowledge, Each flaw a feeling not forgotten. "Fat thighs packed with childhood anger, Baldness from trying to control everything, Breast problems from refusing to nourish yourself, Indigestion from gut-level fear, dread, and anxiety, Halitosis from a rotten attitude." As we speak, our cells are regenerating, We are rewiring ourselves According to what we THINK The replicated cells are all confused; They think MONEY is the same thing as WORRY; The circuits have been crossed; They think TIME is the same thing as FEAR. You must synergize your synapses; They have reconnected all crippled. They think LOVE is the same thing as DISAPPOINTMENT. They got all these ideas from patterns in your behavior, And now like a run away disc drive, these patterns can't be stopped OR Rather they are difficult to stop, Because you can't just change what you do, You have to change the way you think, You have to change the way you live Or suffer your untimely demise. Secrets of the Psyche "All learning is remembering What we have forgotten." At the blessed birth, At the dharmatic death, The elusive Ego, Not dipping deeply enough To uncover ultimate understanding. The original origins, The destiny of the final destination Is blocked by biological needs, The message muted Sounding like stale static As harmony brushes by beneath us. We vaguely feel the familiarity Like a long lost home We never knew we had. Truth teases time, Testing us, Knowing the soul is forever, Telling us The body will soon expire. Subliminally We know ALL Yet we Only believe what we want to believe And our frail bodies will die Because of the fear that it is an inevitability. - Joseph DeMarco

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