Margaret Alice

(The Crystal Age / Pretoria - South Africa)

Enjoy The Realm Of Our Own Subconscious


We make and create our own reality; non-physical consciousness
claims the impetus for developing our abilities in the best interest
of the world and our own species, are provided by our impulses

We have been taught to mistrust normal impulses as chaotic,
dangerous and contradictory, that we can’t trust ourselves –
but what then is the purpose of impulses; what is the reason

For their bad standing in the perspective of religion and science;
if our impulses were meant to enhance our lives, as well as our
whole civilization; it would give us hope to discover and enjoy

The realm of our own subconscious, to regard our innate
abilities and nature as very precious and good…

Submitted: Thursday, September 13, 2007
Edited: Friday, April 08, 2011

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  • Patti Masterman (9/13/2007 2:31:00 PM)

    Amen to this! We do not live life as specimens in a natural history museum!
    Very reflective poem- almost a meditation. Wonderful, and pure Marilese at her best. (Report) Reply

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