Strange Choices 

In a sea of dancing noises

It is silent like yesterday

Under a sky of blinding light

Darkness rules in blind majesty

Before a vision of beautiful futures

Hearts recoil at the prospect of recognition

Minds choose dark corners

In which to hide to escape

Gazing upon the path of right

Eyes bury their knowing heads

In the blinding sands of denial

Beauty would rather be ugly

Than see itself in the mirror. 

 - Baba

                                          
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