The Ills

Meditation is like medication.

When my thoughts are wild and hasty.

Negativity fills the mind with Illls.

Essentially blocking my free will.

In due time and down time,

I reflect and unwind.

Until gradually my actuality

transcends this false reality.

Unless you can feel,

what’s been eating at me

Your help I decline. Only I can fix mine.

You see…

The Evils are many, but the chosen are few.

Have you decided, which one are you?

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