>              Now and Reality
> I do so want to write a sonnet, John
> A sonnet that is true in verse and rhyme.
> A thing I may regard without a qualm;
> To be a truthful statement most sublime.
> But, Truth evades me since Illusion rules.
> My questions trek me down a fruitless path.
> Oh, human man why are we such damn fools?
> In fear we are slaves to infernal wrath.

> Thinking binds me in duality.
> Thought, comparison, judgment becomes me
> And that is not me nor reality
> All effort strands me in an endless sea.
> Let it be, let it be and there is Now.
> Angst is lifted, sweat no more on the brow.

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