I am this moment

you focus on what you don't have and hence create this in continuous cycles . you focus on what you don't have and hence recreate this state in continuous cycles. you focus on what you don't have and hence recreate this state in continuous cycles. you focus on what you don't  have and hence recreate this state in continuous cycles.

you focus on what you lack and manifest the state of lack 

you emotionally paint the picture of your worry and despair into the reality you live 

the arena of your focus manifests 

your emotional response and mental focus manifest

 reality is the tapestry of your focus 

intention is what you spend time dwelling on 

what is created is what you keep mulling or imagining or worrying or thinking of

If  you think about lack you create lack 

if you think of needing you create a scene that reflects need 

if you think fearfully 

fearful conditions are manifested 

think happily and blissful circumstance is created 

think on blessings and blessings are created 

think on satisfactions and satisfactions multiply 

You dwell in what you dwell on

Every moment represents you .

change you to change the moment and its representative manifestation 

we walk in the grottoes and dungeons of subconscious dreams, fears and despair.

we walk the corridors of our beliefs and paint in the colors of our passions and emotions

The prison is built by need , belief , worry  and separation 

The world around is troublesome and its fear and death matrix are beamed relentlessly 

we suckle on Mother Carnages' teat even in our sleep 

we accept the bad as inevitable and as bedrock fabric

as a given 

as immutable fact 

and we perish for lack of knowledge 

we believe it normal to suffer & perceive joy as a rare and random event 

a chancy and undependable thing 

we are trained to believe in death and to seek annihilation 

Of all but our own false selves 

i pray for forgiveness for the unwitting part I have played in the crucifixion of the Christ 

i pray for forgiveness for the blood and from the blood

for the tears i have shed 

and the blasphemies i have become 

and pray most fervently that what is most dark

made sick  and twisted  in my soul

will accept this forgiveness as it comes 
and release my caged light

I pray to atone for this with a resurrection 

an ascension 

and a penance of unceasing blessing and joy and laughter 

a devotion of great humour 

and endless  good cheer

a fast in which I will deny myself sorrow 

and decline to hold my head low 

I will feast on the days of grieving

and celebrate my passing  from these realms

for when the veil of travail is lifted 

I will have danced my way back home