Look up
climb across the cavern of false fear
raise your arms greeting brethren throngs in airy halls brimming with light
Go out
stride along the craggy edge of false hope
bury your hands in bottomless pockets awash in lies that feed and fatten
Dig in
gaze upon the cascading storm of false truths
toss your precious certainties into the heedless flood of gravity merging all convictions into an ocean
collapsing
forever downward through our waking, our dreaming, our dying
Rest well
lie among the quiet, still pines
feel a cool breeze whispering of false success, yet glow in the warmth of healing
Laugh on
the rains return a promise of many lifetimes of lies
the land births bountiful confidence, sustaining industry, religion, artistry
all sullied by the impurity of good and honest effort
Fear not
a cleansing sea drowns our looking, going, digging, resting and laughing
dissolving fear, hope, truth, success, and lies
Trust the cycles
Trust the ocean
Trust the waterfall
Trust in the lie to carry you