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A slow and smooth awareness flits between the mind and body

so seamless that it isn’t noticed much,

odd to think that attention is something to pay attention to

and to realize you have ultimate control of what we all call “you”.

A yellow sun rises over a wind-swept field of green

and shines evenly over every uncovered surface

warming and showing the world off to itself

in a daily display of majesty.

How often you hear of the thought that we’re here

on a rock flying through outer space,

in a universe that does not care about you

but exists all at once in your face.

it’s maddening all of these things that we do to convince us that we are not perfect

that we fall short of some standard that no one can answer for,

that our attention is pulled in directions that take us away from our bodies and lives

we’re desensitized and still hypnotized by the drama contrived out of life

by unfortunate souls whose talent and skills could not break from self-preservation,

whose ideas which glorify mankind’s dominion are still held back by animal prowess

such that we live in a manner subjected by humans like peasants to kings

and in much the same way they make our lives better, requiring that we stay below

to ensure that the movement of power does not end their fig’rative lives

that exist in the hoarding of money or fame and don’t have much to do with Man’s strife.

And beyond that the people, conviced of their justness,

still work the destruciton of others

based off ideals defined by a way of life that no longer serves its purpose,

when in fact all we worship are words and ideas,

don’t we end up just praying to ourselves?