What I live for

is the honesty
with which I am born,
the moral touchstone of self-worth
but most folks are shocked by it
and not at all by fraud,
happy is how they live
be it a life
unexamined -
smuggling,
cheating
embezzling-
a condition I can't really
call being alive,
for honesty with oneself
is the condition
of spiritual integrity,
making it easy
to feel whole.
To lose it, one has nothing else
to lose




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Written on 2026-09-28 at 09:34

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