A nightmare of morning meditation, the sensation was like sitting on broken glass.

It hurt my ass.

 

The mystery of toxicity

While meddling with pity

Is the fool's strategy.

 

It will beat you every time,

If you let it and don’t get it.

It's really sublime.

 

Much too quick for me as I lay myself bare only to be

Spit on, shit on, asking for clarity.

When it spikes, it strikes like lightning, disparity, disparagingly without the slightest care for humanity.

 

A thunderous roar from Thor, himself

Lands on me like his hammer, striking me down from off the shelf.

There are no more tears to cry, as rivers separate, alleviate latent fears with hopes smashed and dashed, turning to ash, now then to judgment, befuddlement and all things nonsacred.

Don't be scared, they're only a flash of flair, naked.

 

Enough! Let's get to the healing, the banishing.

Oh let's do that instead of worrying about problems with no solutions, no need for hurrying.

Now we're ready for absolution.

 

If there is one thing I've learned in all this yearning

Is that a dark lord never shows their face in public while flirting.

Platforms like social media, community standards; don't apply to them while they continue hurting.

Hurting? Themselves? Others? All of the above? Certainly not. We were never blood brothers.

 

Such large places in such small spaces show only veiled photographs of obscurity, going completely unnoticed like an illness with no cure, but pure once revealed.

Get rid of the sickness, then on to be healed.

 

Absurdity! Is it not?

That's rhetorical in his maniacal menagerie.

Sick and tired of trying

One has to start living, of course, after dying.

After all, it's what one does after the fall.

 

Now over and done,

Be gone thou specter, you're no more fun. The illusion is spoken

Now maya is broken

Through and through.

Be true to thyself. Take yourself off the shelf and get it off the table, from his corrupt ideas, no longer stable.

 

Thank you for the lesson.

Carry on wearing your Stetson.

Im just guessin' that's what you wear in that part of your lair.