Earthflower Poetry

A game of fools

The rumors spread are about themselves.

It is a projection set by the ego mind.

All low life thoughts about oneself spread onto another.

A game of fools.

A fool sitting with another fool.

Talking about Bullshit basically.

Making their foolish selves feel better, laughing at their own egoic projections.

Not even knowing these are their own self believes.

So I always ask myself.

Now, who is the real fool?

Cause I’ll be always laughing like a clown.

Namasté Ya’ll👁

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