The mysterious alchemy of desire run amok, as a secret invader virus penetrating the culture via the gateway of individuals wanting, without balance. The moon, our unconscious pastness, is winning, and the fiction that reason holds the antidote rather than spiritual activity, is its concealed ally.
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but in between the feeding hand and your mouth may not be such an enjoyable access. Love this Haiku!
thanks very much!