Enlightenment dies in the minds of the masses.
They're blind from watching television, it harasses.
The sanity away from their souls it slips.
Like flotsam on a full running stream with small toy ships.
That bob in time with false music discordant.
Tongues tracing the mimic pantomime insurgent.
I watch in horror dismay upon tragic.
As loved ones fall victim to sea of false dreams pandemic.
Stress is the feeling of being pulled by past and future events.
When you realize the past is gone and that the future has not yet become
then you realize that in the present moment there is no stress.