Embrace or deny
Inevitable ticktock
There is no escape

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on September 2, 2013, in Wee Poems and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. it doesn’t mean I have to like it.
    There is an escape, but most don’t choose it because we trick ourselves into believing that there is something better over the next horizon and by the time we realize we have been lying to ourselves all along we are just to tired to do anything about it.


    • I don’t really know about anyone else, but with me the “Right. No more!” moments are laced with “This is wonderful” moments and besides I’m not at all convinced death is the end, simply the end of this bit of consciousness.


      • I am happy for you Ben, I’m still on the fence about the moving on to something else. I’m not big on pipedreams and so much of the time “heaven, the after life and the next level of consciousness” only seem like smoke and mirrors to me. A way of easing the fear of death and that final goodbye or controlling our behavior while we are alive. I guess I am just in a very cynical place now.


      • I too have my moments of cynicism, but for better or worse that isn’t where I live.


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