Transcendence
When everything's gone wrong
and you are ruined, outcast, floored,
reduced to nothing by authorities and greed
and made a victim by official 'justice'
leaving you no choice but suicide
just to end the terror, harassment and victimization
at least in the refuge of meditation,
and you find yourself alive in spite of all
and simply have to make the best of it
in carrying on, enduring and continuing forward,
you will find life rather comfortless,
and searching in it for a break or meaning
you are more dead than alive and more a suicide
than if actually you did commit it.
There is the advantage, the awareness of that you are not,
of your own total definite defeat,
that you are not the total loss, destruction and adversity
but untouched by that as something else and something better,
like a Phoenix rising from the fire of destruction
on another pair of wings than the consumed ones
flying higher and with better strength to greater light.
You are not all that which is lost, defeated and annihilated
but a higher entity of a supremer kind
than any mortal bog of vanities and worries.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2019-12-05 at 21:06
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