hypnosis for human hares
Don't be afraid of the tone-setters.
Follow the tone that tones for you.
Don’t be afraid
Don’t let yourself be scared by the cocks
and crosses of the steeples.
They sit high up but don’t fly.
Clutch at the straw that’s within reach
that’s enough for you.
Don’t be afraid.
Don’t expect anything better
from those who always know better.
Lifebuoys of sand don’t float.
Don’t conform to those who write flawlessly.
A man wrote to Poul Bjerre
and asked for a ‘hubnotic sleep’.
Puncture yourself.
Don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid of the silence.
Don’t knuckle under to those
who storm off towards silence.
Don’t be afraid of the inner forest’s swishing,
of the semitones, the quarter tones
the dying away
which can be a beginning…
The inner false image is no more deceitful
than the outer distorted image.
Insight is no cure for everything.
The pig doesn’t get any cleaner,
the goose any cleverer,
the donkey any dociler,
but the hare becomes a bit less harelike
when it crosses the open field.
Try it!
Don’t be afraid.
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