From a quantum perspective,
in the method of oneness,
belief, as we practice it,
is a form of taunting,
an insular sacrilegious gesture
said in the mind out loud
in formulation,
for the mind to hear,
over and over again.
It is a time capsule,
sacredly presented to oneself
when called upon to justify.
It functions
as a hidden agenda,
almost as emotional subterfuge.
Surely beliefs are fumes
of feelings formed
into speakable words.
It is a formidable stand,
somewhat like a sneeze,
against self-accusing fears
almost as the internal irritant.
But belief, for the majority of people,
is more like a series
of fire drill practices.
It is where you read from
to answer inquiring tourists’ questions
towards your personal landscape views.
It is where the verbal exits
as finishing touches.
It has a internal life
of credit card status.
It is an inward oral tradition
hand forged with
and by every new challenge.
It may seem like
the chorus hummed
to an every day living song.
Belief is a innocent lobbyist
for the prominent status
of retaining a retentive mind.
It is the accepted cure
for the common cold of “why”.
It is the verbal ovation given
to look forward to a sunny day.
Belief is icing on a cake
that is daily made from scratch.
It is a card shop
when explanation is the gift
about to be given.
It is kind of like, a new math
with polished principles
which become axioms
of a functional nature
as its means.
It is like having
an invisible house pet
living in your inner private world.
Belief is a lot like a pier in a lake
where the deck is the mind life
with weather and play
and occasional emotional splashes
while the anchor posts
are the emotional underwater life,
where the stable belief foundations
hardly ever see directly
that light of day
in much the same deck way.
Belief is a form
of hand-me-down trust.
It is an attempt
at a legible nametag
on a two-year-old conclusion,
possibly lost and
wandering through your life.
Beliefs, are in abundance.
Can’t live without them.
Can you believe that?
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