How many times
Have I burnt myself
And others
In the quest to be free
From suffer-
-ing?
It's been said
People in the deep end
Of addictions
Start fetishizing
Their own self-destruction
A temporary high arises
From the inverted attempt
At self-annhiliation
Some say in deep meditation
An indescribable joy
Arises
When the limited self
Is annhi-
-lated
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Quite true, a very dangerous state of affairs in its continuance, so enmeshed and entangled. 🙏🏻🕊️
Thanks, Arqios. I remember once a teacher saying that addicts and the like are often closer to awakening (or whatever we want to call it) than many so-called religious folks. I think I'm beginning to understand what he meant by that.
Quite astute an observation… might be worth a look into… more poems afoot, in the least🙏🏻🕊
Hello,
This poem mirrors certain reflections where as I do think there are truths in what you have stated here. As there is a natural high for self improvement or growth there also is a natural attraction towards the abys. Dark and light are of the same matter. I enjoyed this inspiring piece!
Thanks a million!
Deep thoughts of an addicting nature where not only substances but thoughts can become obsessions a mental form of addiction. Compulsions a behavioral addiction all destructive and set in place to quell anxiety. A deep thought provoking write
Thanks, Soren.
A thought provoking write around addictions, substance, mental or behavioural which all have dark, damaging and disastrous ends, nicely written
Thanks a million! If someone can pull themselves out of that abyss then they'll find themselves equipped with a power that others don't even know exists imo.
You are very welcome
Wow. Profound, powerful, true. Indeed, for me, substance abuse was intricately attached to my desire to annihilate myself. Subconsciously at first, it seemed more of a way to escape myself, but I became very aware of it as the demons took over...and yet couldn't find the desire, the motivation, the impetus to stop. The vicious cycle of waking up saying not today, and then hours later the use began with remorse, guilt...then escape. Thankfully that is behind me at this point, if it is ever really behind one, but yeah. I relate to this on so many levels. Thank you for sharing. Many need to read its words, I am sure. Well done, Mutley! 🌹👏
You've done so well to pull yourself out of the abyss. Is it ever really behind one? Good question. I've read that only the Dragon (or whatever we like to call It) has the power to incinerate those demons. It is a firebreather, after all!
Thank you. And, indeed. Profound. Here's to discovering dragons, my friend. 🔥🐉🐲
You dangerous rascal, you're hilarious.
I'm a danger to myself most days! Thanks for dropping by.
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