By S.R. Fergi
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Fear not the psyche.
Fear not the hindsight.
The mind slips, shutters, and at times, cracks.
But do not blame the brain for the way the barge can sink.
Such an obstacle course, a shadowed sea passage this world has become.
Life remains nowadays so inexorably tangled, so infinitely complex.
To remember organization, collection, timing, a once-stranger’s name.
Birthdays.
An excel sheet shortcut.
An apology. A smile.
How to make your favorite food.
What that favorite food is.
A hug from one you’ll never see again.
To remember these and more is a
Blessing we can never truly appreciate enough.
A sliver of contentment. A shade of potent quiet, or calm, between storms of
Doubt and disarray.
Minds make them possible, and kind companions they are beside
Struggles constant and unending.
You watch yourself feel the sadness,
Rationalize the late-night text,
Excuse the comfort meal.
You think your brain isn’t right. But it is
Battling constantly against stimuli, marketing ploys, propaganda campaigns,
Memories that refuse to depart.
Love not treasured well once shared.
Sleep, troubled one.
Your brain begs it.
Things will get better.
Return once more to your own side, and
Remember :
Fear not the psyche.
Fear not the prescience.
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