So, I got the compulsion to write again, but this one's short. Given the readership here, I thought a few of you might get something out of it.
There's no title. Just a poem. Written today.
Love and Lyte,
Fire Lyte
The little lies we tell
are the truths that keep us from
Stark Raving Mad's city limits.
The madder, the crazier, we become
the more we avoid becoming worse.
Because while we take midnight
trips away from Sanity,
eyes must close and blink open
and
Accept.
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Very beautiful. Thank you for sharing this, I hope it will help others feel more grounded as it did me.
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Ceejay (paganhorsegirl.blogspot.com)
Very powerful poem Fire Lyte! I forgot to mention in my blog post today, that the Goddess Signs book does have chapters on the complementary God signs.
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Bex
I remember my 8th-grade teacher once saying (and I don't remember if it was quoting someone else or not) something like, "If it weren't for all of us having assorted neuroses, we'd all go completely crazy."
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