Because they threaten life, they elicit concern.
Conditions preexisting within mortal genes
Turn the mind to a whirlpool of obsessive thought.
I become the victim of a sinister plot
If I focus on wondering what it all means.
The grotesqueness of illness is one lesson stern.
Nowhere is absoluteness among all the cells
Of the creatures at home here for but a brief while.
Substance must be substantial, but not for too long
Due to laws put in place to curse those who are strong
As well as all we weak ones. One could wear a smile,
As the Push Into Presence is what it compels.
Not to deny reality, yet not to dwell
On the thing with its name that’s connected to me
But detached from the true self, I stand well at ease
And relieved of the duty to pump up and please
Everyone with the notion that life is carefree
When reality is for many utter hell.
Most of suffering is a product of the mind.
That it wants to maintain a good story is known
To the quiet observer of all taking place.
When new freedom is found, I cannot but embrace
A transition of being wherein I am shown
What it is that I live for among humankind.