Lose faith
Abandon, ye, all hope
Rid your mind from the plague of ill-formed pipe dreams

Just drop them
And move on
Stride boldly forward into the moment

Only for that moment and no other
Don’t hold back
This life is just now

If you’re not fully here


Then you’ll never get to that mystical carrot
Hanging six feet in front of your face

It will always be six feet away

To attain It, forget it
Let go of the stifling burden

Now you’re weightless

Free to float through the ceiling
To where the True Carrot shines
Warmly within arm’s reach


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