~ I Think, Therefore I Suffer ~

((One from the vaults…))

When at day’s end my mind is sore, from thinking far too much,

my wit is numbed, my brain is dumbed, and my state of being is such,

that thinking hurts for want of peace, to turn these thoughts around no more.

Wanting only rest and sweet release, but unable to stop this opened door…

To stop a thought — nigh impossible. The mind does what it will.

Even in sleep, the thoughts still creep, only death can make the mind be still.

If only inner peace were found, contentment eludes this troubled storm,

provoked by restless, wretched thoughts, whose goal in life is to keep me torn…

Scattered schism of heart and mind, will united the twain of you ever be?

What price I’d pay to turn it off!

To simply stop thinking, and set this mind free!

To break the chains of discontent,

to quiet the yammering, hammering doubt.

Oh, how lovely to lose all reason, and throw the treacherous logic out!

Sometimes I cannot bear to think,

and wish I could remove the top of my head.

So I could take out the brain

that brings me such pain,

and unthinking,

cast it off as dead!

~ C.L.R. ~ © 2005

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About dragonkatet

Regarding the blog name, Dragon’s Dreams ~ The name comes from my love-affairs with both Dragons and Dreams (capital Ds). It’s another extension of who I am, a facet for expression; a place and way to reach other like-minded, creative individuals. I post poetry and images that fascinate or move me, because that’s my favorite way to view the world. I post about things important to me and the world in which we live, try to champion extra important political, societal and environmental issues, etc. Sometimes I wax philosophical, because it’s also a place where I always seem to learn about myself, too, by interacting with some of the brightest minds, souls and hearts out there. It’s all about ‘connection(s)’ and I don’t mean “net-working” with people for personal gain, but rather, the expansion of the 4 L’s: Light, Love, Laughter, Learning.
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