Poetry

[norral]

brother it is one of the essential battles we face in this incarnation. i oscillate back and forth.

she love me, she loves me not, but i know exactly what u mean. most of the time i feel like a

prisoner in this flesh, so limited. we were in wendys yesterday and i was watching somebody

my age who had a stroke. it took them 30 minutes to walk from wendys to their car. that is


not life to me shoot me before i live like that. but that is the game we play here the game of

limitation and seperation.. on the other hand to be quite honest i see where i am helped

all the time by external forces so i cannot say that we are abandoned. i would put it like this

we are put here in isolation in order to grow and develop but sometimes brother it is so very


very painful and we ache so much to be home again where we were free. so that aching and longing


for home creates this pain in us. but i understand my brother i truly truly understand

norral