Rage

Rage
Seems entirely reasonable
When it has overflowed the river’s banks
and caught you up in the flood.

It may even be reasonable
by this world’s rules.

But rage is a harsh master.
It will hollow you out
and fill you up, so that you can’t even
recognize
that the rage
burning you up
is not
who
you
are.

There are many lies
that the voice of anger
judgement
hatred
uses
to justify itself and distract
from the truth.

The truth is
nothing that threatens you
is.

Nothing can hurt
who you actually are.

The thing that can be
hurt
is the thing you think you are.

You are so much more
than the rage monster,
though if you ask it,
it won’t be the one
to tell you that.

It wants you
to keep believing in it.

A wise man once said
‘Reality is that which
when you stop believing in it,
doesn’t go away.’

My advice; stop.

(c) 2018 Michael Anuszkiewicz
(quote paraphrased from Philip K Dick)

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Don’t Let Them In

There is so much variety here,
it could almost distract you,
keep you glancing around
at all the glittery nothing.

Keep you choosing
between the jewel encrusted hell,
and the gold plated hell.
Or maybe
this time around
the hell in which you renounce all those worldly pleasures
and judge everyone who hasn’t,
just in case you wanted
a new and novel part
in the Drama.

My love,
my darling,
my sweet one,
why do you persist in not listening
to the only thing that matters?

The Divine Audience
is calling to you, to break out of your role.
Learn to ad-lib.
Feel God’s Love.
Do something kind, and never mind
how any of the other actors react.
You and they have been listening to the cruel
director
for far too long to be wholly sane.

He has an ensemble cast prepared
to painfully mould you
into the role that he deems best,
but I recommend
you pay no heed
to the monstrosity he calls a script.

Listen to the voice of Love.
Pay no heed
to the other voices
which want you to react
like a starving wildebeest
charging down anything
you don’t understand.

Judgement,
worry,
fear,
these are the tax collectors
who will bleed you dry
of God’s Love.

For the love
of all that is holy
DON’T LET THEM
IN THE DOOR!

(c) 2017 Michael Anuszkiewicz