We go to bed and wake again,
yet rise from sleep, still bound in chain.
We follow the herd without a sound,
their path restrains, yet we stay bound.

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We trust in choice, in cause and will,
yet blame the world for every ill.
Through endless thoughts, we twist and drown,
ensnared by dreams that pull us down.

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The mind is lost in highs and lows,
where fleeting fascination grows.
It grips our hearts and takes control,
a ceaseless tide that sways the soul.

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But see the world as void and bare,
be mindful of the thoughts you share.
For what you hold within your sight,
will shape the path you walk in light.

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'It is what it is'—let go, be free,
'So what' dissolves the false decree.
Reactions fade, the self unwinds,
and truth emerges, unconfined.

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The will of Christ flows through us all,
beyond the mind’s deceptive call.
A glimpse beyond—where shackles break,
reveals the self as mere mistake.