[Inspired by Thomas: not who he is but a reflection of what I think I see
in him.That which seems apparent to him.]

The Ego and the ID

Is there such a thing as God
Or is it just a foolish notion
Along with fraternities and Secret Cults
Driving egos into motion?

Survival in the early days
A requirement was the ID
Despite we’re not in caves
The ego can’t be hid

Finding meaning in acquisition
Bought with fiat dollars
A Cadillac or limousine
A chain, pretending it’s a collar

We think of it as ownership
But the question must be asked
Do you own it, or it you?
Take that thought to task!

While it’s sweet conjecture
Since very little’s true
Does it bring in happiness
Or your daily schedule rule

Stuff can become a blockage
From a peace that’s absolute
The heart-mind and intuition
Perhaps should not be put on mute

Peace is found within
Whereby the ego stands aside
The awareness gets employed
Circumstance become a guide

Drawing forth stuff to judge
Is a mirror in reverse
Something that needs looking at
By patterns well-rehearsed

Hankering differentiation
Yet resisting what exists
Capturing another trinket
Or toy will conjure bliss

Most stuck inside a context
That doesn’t leave much room
Birthed, learn, slave and die
A forecast of certain doom

We live only in the present
The past has gone away
Our resistance fuels our misery
Distraction creates sway

The want for this, the want for that
Or even living with regret
All geared to steal our peace away
Confusion’s all you get!

8/21/22
2:34 PM – 3:23 PM