Trapped in a fantasy,
Ensnared in a dreamscape,
A gilded cage of your own design.
Paralyzed by fear,
Roots of doubt anchoring you to illusion,
Afraid to truly live.
Shielding yourself from
The guardian,
While baring your soul to
The hunter.
Doubting virtue,
Condemning it as vice,
While trusting the wicked,
As if malice were grace.
Clarity is absent,
Lost in the fog of self-deception,
Discernment deceived,
A compass spinning wildly,
Wisdom is a forgotten art,
Buried beneath layers of false knowing.
Arrive in the present.
Be here, now.
Show up for life.
Leave the foreign shadow.
Don’t miss the raw, unfiltered moment.
It’s simple—
Yet profound in its simplicity.
Slow your mind,
Let it breathe.
Unshackle yourself,
Break the chains of false perceptions.
Emerge from the cocoon of fear,
Spread wings of authenticity.
In the clarity of presence,
Find the strength to be vulnerable,
The courage to be real,
The wisdom to discern truth from lies.
Embrace the unscripted moment,
Where life’s true magic unfolds.
In nakedness of spirit,
Discover the freedom of being.
Unshackled at last,
Step into the light of your own truth,
Where every breath is a celebration,
And every moment, a rebirth.
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.