Narcissus’s heart
when the whole world shrinks to the size of your pain, only then we will realize that we lived in a box. a very tight box. with the mighty armor of ego-centered-theology we somehow weave a personal religion to combat our fears and become numb to the pain of others, my heart turned to stone that i can’t even feel my own pain.
when i came to see from a place beyond the pain, in the sanctuary of remoteness… knowledge reveals that i had to heal my narcissistic pain beneath the layers of all fears… healing of the mind through the heart, only to find peace that my soul yearns.
