Shedding The Old, Discovering Truth
Like the snake shedding skins, I drop masks that no longer fit... pieces of self, shattered by the bells' toll, the clock's testimony that it's their time to go. That ring of truth that leaves delusions and lies shelterless with no place to hide. But they've no reason to fear, for their freedom lies close at hand in heart. My true Self having grown weary of the masquerade, refused to continue wearing the dirty and tattered clothes sullied by previous selves of mine. Actors al