Thwarts The Ideal [rev.] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Thwarts The Ideal [rev.]



Some got the message that we create our
own reality all wrong - saying ill-health is a
sign of us being bad; but it's not at all what
Seth meant - bad only applies to whatever
makes us mad, given a self-chosen focus

Illness is caused by choosing to cherish
pain-inflicting thoughts, stopping the life
stream, rowing against a strong current,
wearing ourselves out without attaining
anything - without fulfilling ideals -

Thinking unhappy thoughts that destroy
our own power, telling our cells we don't
like them & the body's no good; it is no
big thing always feeling powerless, not
evil - we are free to act with impunity, to

Do as we please, free to discover for our-
selves what works, what brings disaster,
there's nothing evil or bad - just the most
delightful discovery how to manipulate life,
the only bad is fixating on whatever

Thwarts the ideal in our hearts…

[20 November 2014]

Thursday, November 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy
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