The Key card

I drift off to sleep and say what I call a prayer of thanks,

that focuses on joys and overlooks concerns of ranks, tanks, and banks.

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I am prepared to face darkness, part of a cycle, that makes a spirit whole.

I surrender control to what Rene Descartes called ‘the seat of the soul’.

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At 3 am, a melatonin peak causes waking, and as cortisol flows

certain moments reawaken, with the traumas they froze.

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In a flash, I am having one of those nasty bad dreams.

Memories recalled, rearrange and haunt for eternity it seems.

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The recurring dream is starting again, as a key card enters a wall.

I remember when I was first told a card would be used as currency for all.

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The date was the 1960’s. The world was changing,

Globalization had started, and cultures were rearranging.

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The young in the world questioned how things were run.

What was wrong with old people, who had lost all sense of fun?

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I was too young to be a hippie, but a bohemian by nature.

I sensed the distrust in social norms, and protests of wars at legislature.

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Children wish to have their own way, to be happy and to get along.

They test the limits of a chaotic world, put to the melody of their own song.

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They believe they know what is good and just.

And do what they think they want to, or must.

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The young of the 60’s asked, “Who says life has to follow these rules?”

They answered, “It is me; I want the treasures and all of life’s jewels.”

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Some asked, “What is the price, when it costs others?”

Some responded, “Bonds are made and break by even fathers and mothers.

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Years later, I see problems remain in a world that is amiss.

Did you really expect that giving peace a chance could happen with a kiss?

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The key card can activate complexes linked with the adrenal.

They impose punishments, with consequences greater than institutions that are penal.

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During the dark hours, haunting black and white shadow spectres carry fears that are rife.

The dreamer must carve new connections in the neural plastic brain, with a Purkinjean knife.

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The spectres hold what is hidden from mind,

They awaken questions with answers we must find.

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How do we make a difference, now and here?

How does the path of life become clear?

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History repeats sagas of violence and greed

Herstory seeks love and forgiveness but cannot resolve everyone’s need.

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Commands to control limits, won’t work, nor will threats causing fears.

Medications temporarily eliminate distractions but can clog the gears.

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The key card needs reprogramming. To reconfigure the hard drive of a perpetual hoarder,

darkness and light must be balanced to remedy the neuropsychological disorder.

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We are instinctual animals, victims of psychology and biology,

complex computing machines, manipulated with the mind and technology.

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The blind traveler adapts to the dark and senses a dim light within.

They respect wisdom gained from the spectres, and create a new spin.

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Civilization unrolls in a circle, as people’s goals go tangential.

The human mind, heart, and soul, have amazing creative potential.

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Species survive, through subtle changes of quirks and quarks.

A new path of light burns in the soul, from the ignited sparks.

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The visions at 3 am, can cause choking, heart attacks and strokes,

or in the dark night, the seat of the soul can, a new vision coax.

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The shifting scene is sensed through the corner of the third eye.

The key card is removed. Healing sleep resumes with a comforting sigh.

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