I'll tell you what's bad...

I'll tell you what's bad.

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I'll tell you what's
Bad.

When the dying
Heart ,

(Or heart now
Dead. )

is
Trapped ,

In the last
Grim
thought
It Ever Had.

(Within
Gods FaithleSS
HeaD.)

+.

You long recall
The
Midnight Memories.

Haunted by
A
Living GhosT...

And
Hate The
Errant EnemY!

(Or Self You
Loath MosT.)

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But you know
what's worse?

When the LosT
HearT claims a
Solemn Throne, ..

and
You Feel
Your

SouL is
Cursed!

(Fated thus,
To Be
Alone. )

J.s.h.

On faith

On faith.


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There's far too many interpretations of meaning, to the point it makes the pursuit of it meaningless unless you try evolving beyond the role of confused seeker, and are blessed with some variety of hard won faith. And  I don't think faith is something acquired by intent, its a matter of awakening somehow to the inner soul which grows from our
Inner Animal, or those primitive,  instinctual qualities that separate us from the experience of divine grace in its universal totality.

I'm just asleep now, with one eye open. Hoping I'm not tradin one form of blindness for another.

J.s.h.

Special thanks to the muse who inspired
This.