Pains are not the purpose
\nNor will they end
\nBy cutting the arm
\nOr eyes
\nWhich bleed
\nIt is the sensation
\nOf being there
\nWhen one needs no curtains
\nNo doors
\nNo assurance
\nAnd no balance
\nTo weigh
\nWhat was equated
\nWith what
\nHeal your ego
\nFeed your ego
\nLet it swallow
\nAll the pain
\nLest
\nOne forgets
\nPain is not the purpose
\nPain can only
\nBe a tunnel
\nTo pass through
\nBefore light liberates
\nThe joyful
\nFeeling of being there <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Pains are not the purpose Nor will they end By cutting the arm Or eyes Which bleed It is the sensation Of being there When one needs no curtains No doors No assurance And no balance To weigh What was equated With what Heal your ego Feed your ego Let it swallow All the pain … <\/p>\n