I said, yes I’d like to be my real self
and yes I’d like to realise that I, er, am.. I think..
but when I see the word self-realisation
I reach for the ego in my holster..
right between the eyes. One shot. No mess.
he said, will you settle for liberation?
I said yes, that’s fine
he said well if that’s what you’re looking for,
there’s some bad news and some good news
the bad news is that the person that you think you are
will never find Liberation
the good news is that who you really are
has never known anything but freedom...
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An apt explanation and motive to find your real self. It also brought a smile.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is just brilliant...what more can you say......oh yes.