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The tragedy of self consciousness

 There were things wrong with my childhood but a good thing was that we didn’t wear branded clothes. We wore handmedowns. We were also infrequently photographed. We didn’t really think about how we looked. It was all about identification with every aspect of life. Today children are reminded what they look like several times a day. They have become self conscious. Identifying only with their physicality, alas life for them is but an exchange of surfaces xx

I am mostly kind

I am mostly kind What is the shadow of this? That I judge, that I am inflexible To the movements of others As I judge myself and am inflexible Towards my own movements Still, I know all this is illusion For it is not I But the self is the universe I am you & there is only really All   ©Malachi Doyle 2022.