Zen mode
machinations of life
exert a stranglehold
as the noose tightens
we choose to vaporise
whence fate as may be
is rendered innocuous
thus in, within but not of
earth life play underway
with our ego immanent
presence transcendent
~
we have the cake
and eat it too
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