the quagmire of contradiction
in a family of intellects and bookworms
a less analytical creative dreamer who submerges
occasionally into the great mystery is a lightweight
to sit in the discomfort of opposing thoughts
is nothing, really, but to sit in your mind
not with a three hundred sixty degree view
being human and all that's impossible
but with a pretty good scan of
at least the horizon ahead,
jagged, uneven, rolling up and down,
as the horizon never foretells the path
as it shows all the potential ways to go
discomfort is a signpost pointing towards
an area where perception has exceeded
the boundaries of beliefs and thoughts,
is pushing up on through,
though the gateposts
are still up
so the tension
is uncomfortable
a good thing
to have signposts
on the way
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