At the Temple
Singing dirges in the dark...
This morning is a labyrinth of all the things I must do, and of random, noisy thoughts somehow interconnected. This is the tangled thread which helps me to sew the patches of my life into a colorful quilt I call coherency. So I go into the temple of my mind where lives a terrifying demon. But he only sits there watching as my thoughts come and go. I pause to ask him, “Why don’t you frighten them away?” To which he replies, “There is no need.”
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