The Transformation of the Body

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I saw this topic and wanted to share a little verse I wrote a few (OMG, it was 1987...) years ago..(how time flies...)

“Prose of Processing”

In euphoric dreams unseeing
Drowning death, is this believing?
Truth rips out delusion’s heart
Cry in the night
Processing starts

Guarding threshold, monster terror
Magic mirror revealing error,
Denying truth and losing soul
Dirty glass, not freedom’s road.

Meet yourself, the monster terror,
As all are, but you much rarer,
So few find chance for freedom’s key—
Still so lost are the many.

All will face or die this test.
Change is but another death.
Illumination, Wisdom’s road,
Is liberation
When controlled.


By "controlled" I mean that it doesn't sweep you away causing heartache and melodrama; I mean instead that when the Will is applied to the transformation, it becomes liberation.