Why Go On — Hug Hurt — Earn Power

Imagine living without, in a hole, then finding peace and fighting to succeed.

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Worm Vermiculture Hummus Ear from Pixabay

I am less than a worm.

Sliding along the path of greatest adversity gives me pleasure.

I am an invertebrate sheep charged and ready for more.

Sleep evades my eyes. Remove them for I no longer need them to see. I am guided. Who will un-guide me?

I am duplicitous and full of contradictions.

Lies are common to me and are fully presented in my facade, therefore, I am genuine. I do the things the conflict with my desire to be true. But those things are necessary, so I’m told, to live with others.

Intellect and heart will overcome and mesh with my animal.

Love to intersect and rise from ashes to conquer and feast on the fears glued and tangled in misplaced anger and wrath. In my nothingness, there is hope for building.

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Photo by Den Heslop on Unsplash

This is thanks giving.

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Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

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