THE HAUNTED HOUSE OF LIFE
by Shawn Malzahn
"The Haunted House of Life"
I tiptoe and crawl like a child thunderstruck with fear through the horrifying Haunted House of Life filled with ghoulishly guised friendly faces; each Soul beneath their surface dwelling Supremely Sanctified Silently Still and Serenely Sound, superficially made manifest as a mirage of malevolent beasts commissioned to mold Mankind by haunting our heads and hearts until the young grow wise enough to peer beyond their make-believe masks; all the while I'm shackled and bound by the Carnal Cage of Body thrashing about like a wild straight-jacketed lunatic listening to the lies of the eyes and other sources of sense clueless as to what IS or what IS NOT; just as a detective stymied by a clever crime, or a tracker lost on her trail, the Big Game I hunt seems forever elusive; thus the Sands of Time keep trickling down the Hour Glass of Endless Ages striking cords of temporal terror in the temples of those still on the QUEST for "what must be done that has yet to be done due to lengthy lessons still left to be learned", hence I woefully wander this worrisome World wondering whether or not the One From Above will one day free me from misfortune; though fast indeed the fleeting thought of personal existence in the Mind of the Divine is brief, still the Scores of Suffering seem to Immortalize my days, holding hostage my attention, starving me of Peace until the ransom of self-purification and realization of the Most High Reality has been paid; fair me well as I traverse this atrociously enigmatic labyrinth of Hole Dwelling Devils wielding perfectly precisioned pitchforks of pure pain and peril capable of penetrating a person with the power of panic beyond perception; fare me well as I battle the bulk of Barbarous Beasts who feed on the flesh of those brought to believe their bullshit boasts and phantom powers, and fare me well as I face the fears of previous years while learning to Love the unlovable Slugs of Societal Scum while continuing to courageously crawl down the halls of the Haunted House of Life wearily waiting for the WISDOM to see beyond their makeup and masks - Fare me well...
