A movie from 1966
a real period piece
late, I cannot sleep
due to the allergy
so horrible, I do not
wish it on my enemy
Cannot lie down at all
only on the cold floor
dreaming is not easy
when I feel ill; spiritual
purpose of suffering is
never to suffer again
I am not making much
progress unless reading
Seth Speaks for esoteric
information on multidi-
mensional conscious-
ness and reality
Will enrich my spirit -
oh, I hope so…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lying on a cold hard floor- -It seems like the only time I find myself doing it is when I'm terribly ill. I've not read Jane Roberts, but once, a long time ago, I briefly considered wearing a pyramid-shaped hat... is that close? Good poem.