EgoA Poem by Laz K.The ego plays tricks on the mind - even when it assumes a spiritual nature, it only has its own interest at heart.Whenever I climb I am followed by a dog called Ego.
~ Nietzsche What I claim as mine is what I stole What I call white is black as coal What I preach is what I don’t know What I don’t need is what I can’t let go What I feign putting together is already whole What I should serve I want under my control What I keep making is what unmakes me What I keep imprisoned will always be free
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