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Samsara

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I'd constructed a secret majesty
From the heavy-handed heartbeat
I could hear through the phone line.
Smothered my spleen to make way
For an inviolate heart, and a corroborated
Eye in the hope that the malignant spots
Therein weren't noticeable.

When it is all completed, this segregation,
Bottom feeding comes round to satiate
Everyone again, an anti-leech fomenting
A bubbling putrescence I'd believed
Nothing short of sacrosanct.

I should be used to the blood by now,
The scavenging and tattered minds.

The illusion of mutual inclusivity,
Love and trust, honesty and steadfastness.
The majesty of mountaintops,
And of the world below
Silent as the backbone
Of night.
I've often used the Buddhist or Hindu concept of Samsara as a sort of jumping point for experience within this OWN life...where the general idea is that of the process of living, growing old, dying and being reborn...I can analogize quite a lot from that in regards to the cyclical ways in which we try for the same hopes and cyclically get pushed back into the whirlwind of Samsaric reality so to speak. "trudging though" the samsaras of emotion rather than the Samsara of life as such.

I got the image from the website:
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Showing a more classical rendition of what Samsara implies religiously.

It should also be noted, for anyone who hasn't read some of my older work, I mention the spleen due to it's historical status as the "seat of melancholic" or "base" emotion...lust, hate, and particularly Ennui and Existential anguish, all those things were thought to be of the Spleen in many cultures.

Anyway, hope that clears up any uncertainties, hope you enjoy :)
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