What a fool I am!
A shackle of the mind to worry of foolishness.
Who cares if my socks are different.
Who cares if my pants fall down.
Who cares if I walk off a cliff with my chin lifted to the heavens.
There is no cliff at all.
Destory my foolishness.
Make my tongue shackled and my heart free.
My mind roams across the hills and thinks of freedom.
My mind makes monsters of everything.
My mind gnaws at every bone.
Maya is the name of illusion.
True foolishness is of the heart.
It is made of gold and lifts me.
There is no cliff.
There are no problems.
There is no foolishness,
Other than that of the mind and the tongue.
The veil lifts.
Absolute Foolishness Wonderfulness.
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