A man sits at attention,
suspended in a rotating
crystal with no top or bottom.
Each facet of the crystal mediates
his thoughts and feelings
about himself, family, others.
He surveys the zeitgeist,
adjusts his attitudes,
offers a palette of caring
colors to relieve
the stress of others.
He believes this makes
the world a better
place.
Although the prospect
of death is worrisome,
his vague sense of Buddhism
and healthy constitution
allow him to hold such
thoughts at a distance.
He may still believe that he
will live
forever.
This is one of my many selves. He has a counterpart in a more childish, emotional side that desperately longs for everything to be OK. Both entities have a huge investment in avoiding basic fears and various primordial oozes. Fortunately, these are all embraced by yet another fellow who helps steady the ship with love, integration, and relationship.
Good grief.
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