Fear is the crippler of all effort, toil, and want.
It resides like a virus in our cells, waiting, herpes zoster
forever present, begging for release to shingle
its home complete, a place safe and secure for friend fear.
This willful act, this retention many will not admit to
for their fear goes deeper than even they know.
It keeps them too busy to examine death-demystifier
of reason for being-until deep in its throws.
Never knowing why amongst considerable accomplishment
their unhappiness grows until wrapped in the revelator's
ultimate knowledge, found only in death's throws. Its message
too expansive to do any good when found this late.
Fear, a plan to keep death's revelation in check,
most letting it take them never knowing that with
unexpected ease they could break its neck.
But fear thrives at the hands of extensive positioning and marketing
by media, needful politicians, the ignorant and imaginatively lame
helping to grow its power and fame.
Don't wait until death to learn of its lesson galore,
for comfort was never the reason for life. It is a fruitful basket
waiting to be filled with peaches and plums ripe for the taking.
The fruitful to take you on unimaginable flight of insight
garnished by eons of light, light dancing, light playing, light wanting,
needing to fill the void; yet faith in self not the Creator keep
most gifts desperate to be given rotting on the shelf,
never seen, never tasted, never felt.
To overcome you must turn to the lion's neck and face its roar.
Turn to the lion's neck to raise your gaze to his quivering chin.
Now prepare for more . . .
Turn to the lion's face, embrace it. Simply.
Turn to the lion's face, embrace it, embrace it, embrace it to turn
up your gaze to bear in on its eyes to see the depth and billions
who cared not to face their demise, those feeding upon billions of lies.
Put a hand gently, calmly upon each side and embrace it lovingly to
feed back its roar. Firmly.
Two fisted in full fledged stationary flight from fear and
Scream, Scream, SCREAM!
Fear . . . no . . .
Fear . . . never . . .
NO! NEVER MORE!
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Jeff is CEO of InnerProjection.com: working with students and parents using the proprietary Success, Design and Preparation
system creating a plan to ensure being of the 30% of college grads who
don't waste 10 to 15 years or leave 100s of thousands of dollars on the
table.
Previous to owning Inner
Projection, Jeff worked as a computer programmer and in tech. support,
but hated it enough to move from his home in Connecticut to do stand up
comedy in Boston where he worked with such comics as Bill Burr, Dan
Cook, and Billy Martin and wrote for people like Mz. Michagan who
needed material for her ventriloquism act. He then moved to Los Angeles
to do more stand up, but found being a college professor more
fulfilling. He's married with 3 children.
Looking for a fast paced, fun, inspirational read?: Black Body Radiation and the Ultraviolet Catastrophe (Amazon.com).
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