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On the edge of the trembling horizon

waiting for something

in the gathering black

feeling the growling hollow

inside

that fuels the hurricane of rage

the posturing of good

we used to hide from the pain

that lurks behind our perfect profile picture

but deception can’t help us find the peaceful waters of truth

bitterness can’t exorcise the demons from our mind

and the pleasure found in the pornography of abusing women

can never teach us how to have a relationship of mutual respect

let it all go

the false image of perfection

that binds us to the mast

pull it all in

the truth that brings us pain

but sets us free from the hopeless teachings we’ve been tied to

that releases us to search for meaning

the eternal purpose we’ve been longing for

that our futile imagination has been distracting us from

life is shorter than we think

don’t give it to someone who doesn’t care

about anything more than what you can give them

(love is given, not taken by force)

look higher

beyond the sea-sick world

pray for reality

to manifest in the waves of delusion

grasp the lover of your soul

and tame the wild sea within

a ship that has found harbor

is better than a vessel slowly sinking