“And day to day, life's a hard job, you get tired, you lose the pattern. You need distance, interval. The way to see how beautiful the earth is, is to see it as the moon. The way to see how beautiful life is, is from the vantage point of death.” ― 

Ursula K. Le Guin, The Dispossessed: An Ambiguous Utopia

If you need to go into a cave

but can't because folk

then what do you do ?

every once in a while, 

the world has to be 

recreated/reconciled; ground-up;

from first principles

and the more you miss

the longer this takes

but you can't walk around

telling the daily others

"reconciling, i may not be the person you knew"

what _can_ you do ?

attempting to be 'authentic'

in a crowded noisy world

attempting to hear

what _is_ the inner voice saying ?

avoiding the traps 

the instinct to fall into fear

to mirror the surroundings

yet the world doesn't work

 unless you're bared teeth, 

bile and adrenalin raging