Bad apple
You cane be a powerful mage.
but with a heart of stone.
and all your blessings and love and light
gibberish.
End up being hexes and curses
and you don't even know it
You can look like a serene Buddha
and under that fake smile,
a storm Is brewing.
And the drunk, high
crack pot in the dustbin,
is way further on the Path
than you ever will be
going on like this.
You can be a motivational speaker,
with antidepressants in your pocket,
and the only people who come to your seminars,
are just as fake as you are.
You can be anything
or anything.
But if you can walk,
on the rough edge of life,
with an open heart.
All your achievements,
are dust in the wind,
or worse
piles of manure.
But those
piles,
actually
serve
a purpose.
And the only service you provide
is
a bad
example.
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