"Joe's second-hand testament"

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Nahal Oz kibbutz is close,

via melons, to Gaza.

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Is it “cool” to risk your life

for foreign travel stories?

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His first poem was obscure,

written in past tense and true.

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Thirteen years flew till he thought

“I will share more honesty.”

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His openness

                        defined him.

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Confessional open-mic

was part of his adult path.

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He wrote poems

                             and walked dogs.

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* * *

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Life is a Venn diagram

in multiple dimensions.

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We strive for one boundary

like a central unity.

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It does not

                   exist.

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                             No trust

is perfect.

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                  There are

                                   no saints.

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We only have one model,

projecting it on others.

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Paranoia has its roots

in the crossed wires of childhood.

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* * *

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Only compete

                         with yourself.

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Everest is locally

known to the plain and humble.

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“It is lonely at the top”

where the Eucharist dissolves.

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There our child-selves socialise,

ultimately via sex.

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We attempt, but suicide

leads to absolute mind-sets.

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Humour fleetingly connects

like a drug the masses crave.

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Denial of aloneness

promotes control of masses.

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Anxiety: not knowing

might lead to paranoia

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by ideas

               of reference.

                                                                                                                       

Delusionary thinking:

a form of bizarre logic,

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is self-perpetuating

like recursion running wild.

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If you were stressed in your youth

adulthood might feel softer.

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Meditation may still minds.

Perhaps the east is more chilled.

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Self-realisation sucks.

You can’t accelerate life.

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* * *

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Existing as someone else

allows your exploitation.

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We all end up being us

even if we are evil.

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Obsession for more money

generates competition.

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Depression

                     stems from conflicts.

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Life

       has too much illusion.

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It

   is biological.

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Return

             to the school playground.

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* * *

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Individuality

is lacking with Catholics.

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Sacraments control people

producing robotic drones.

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Everything is religion

even without a structure.

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Everyone’s path is

                                unique.

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Find your own God:

                                  nature? Sun?

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The Bible is man’s construct

and not immune to logic.

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Accept we are different

and essentially alone.

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* * *

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He does not walk dogs (plural)

anymore. He knows nothing

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apart from his own madness,

that came by observation.

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The world is not

                            absolute.

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Make an early decision

and hope that your luck holds out.

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Risk your life

                       to have a life.

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Accepted, there is some truth

in the Bible. Take a chance

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because everything

                                  is HYPE.

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June/July 2015

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