Contagious

Restric­tions, bound­aries, close doors that make us Sick.

Lack of con­vic­tion, no real con­nec­tion that make our world contagious.

We sit too much in self, mak­ing our­self unhappy,

We are tak­ing there self so seri­ously, mak­ing it a disease

We are not in exis­tence, we are iso­lated, mak­ing our­self noth­ing but an island.

This dis­ease has made us ice cubes, has freeze our flow  and drawn the bor­ders around us.

We are afraid of the warmth of love and inti­macy, as it would melt them away.

This warmth will make the bound­aries dis­ap­pear and there will be joy everywhere.

But its the fear of loos­ing our Mind-made Iden­tity of Self which stops us,

Its the effort to pro­tect this wrong Iden­tity of Self is mak­ing the world more contagious.

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