Existence Thing

 sacrificial    
plan    
 looms like      
G*D`S HAND    
 rips me    
from comfort bland    
 that`s coveted    
en masse    
      
 even I    
don't quite      
 understand    
the vague theory    
 plaguing me:    
perhaps stability    
 means    
watered down    
      
 balance    
is essential    
for all      
 living things    
however,    
 balance    
is achieved      
 by many means    
up til now    
 my opposing forces    
waver gently    
 located    
almost equidistant    
 close to center      
of beam    
      
yet mind    
 and body      
SCREAM:    
 I must wring    
the Most    
 from this      
existence thing    
 devote some time    
make scales    
 violently swing    
with yang and yin    
 at most    
precarious    
 extremes