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The Tragic Wreck of the Self E. Steam
The tonnage of train-wreck metaphor !
The hot crush of steel, of steel of steel
devastating
human flesh and bone,
and heart, and mind,
and soul, and spirit,
and psyche,
is the life we force-feed
ourSelfs to
to cling to delusions
of Control.
We must Be Living in flimsy abstractions of
money numbers material wealth ego (and) gross indulgence
Just like Jesus did.
The great wreck is barreling down hill,
faster than imagine, loaded
with a screaming agenda.......
Ha! gloom'n'doom
enough for two worlds ~
Don't be scared, dear children. It's all a stinky faerie tale not worth a thought upon.
It's Jesus gonna save us once we destroy all that God has given,
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