Wednesday, August 12, 2015

The Tables Are Turned

There are moments on the path when what we think is the scent of what stinks. But how did we get caught up in the thought? We assume that we're big and strong only to fall flat on the arrival of the first voice that enters our head. But how can we reach beyond an object you can't see? Yet you allow thinking to control you like a mad scientist creating monsters and beasts.

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