The mind can be such a cruel hunter
It hunts for pleasure and not for hunger
It hunts to capture and control
It hates the beauty it seeks to destroy
It lives separate from all that is good
It does not know how to breathe One Breath
In Unison with all that IS,
And so it creeps into sacred places
Cradling weapons of death
And kills and kills and kills
Over and over again.
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