Fear is the crippler of all effort, toil, and want.
It resides like a virus in our cells, waiting,
herpes zoster forever present,
begging for release to shingle its home complete,
a place safe and secure for friend fear.

This willful act, this retention many will not admit to
for their fear goes deeper than even they know.
It keeps them too busy to examine death-demystifier
of reason for being-until deep in its throws.

Never knowing why amongst considerable accomplishment
their unhappiness grows until wrapped in the revelator's
ultimate knowledge, found only in death's throws.
Its message too expansive to do any good when found this late.

Fear, a plan to keep death's revelation in check,
most letting it take them never knowing that with
unexpected ease they could break its neck.

But fear thrives at the hands of extensive positioning and marketing by media,
needful politicians, the ignorant and imaginatively lame helping to grow its power and fame.

Don't wait until death to learn of its lesson galore, for comfort was never the reason for life.
It is a fruitful basket waiting to be filled with peaches and plums ripe for the taking.

The fruitful to take you on unimaginable flight of insight garnished by eons of light, light dancing, light playing, light wanting,needing to fill the void; yet faith in self not the Creator keep most gifts desperate to be given rotting on the shelf,never seen, never tasted, never felt.

To overcome you must turn to the lion's neck and face its roar. Turn to the lion's neck to raise your gaze to his quivering chin.

Now prepare for more . . .

Turn to the lion's face, embrace it. Simply.
Turn to the lion's face, embrace it, embrace it, embrace it to turn up your gaze to bear in on its eyes to see the depth and billions who cared not to face their demise, those feeding upon billions of lies.

Put a hand gently, calmly upon each side and embrace it lovingly to feed back its roar. Firmly.
Two fisted in full fledged stationary flight from fear and
Scream, Scream, SCREAM!
Fear . . . no . . .
Fear . . . never . . .
NO! NEVER MORE!