When your pants are on fire and you're standing by a river don't ask why, just jump in. ~ Kristen (paraphrase)Analysis has been my mainstay
but has become my stake,
the stick that holds me fast —
but to my peril. Faced with options
my head debates, analyzes, categorizes,
diagrams, digests, scrutinizes, probes,
evaluates, equivocates, immobilizes.
Braininess is fine, but only after asking
freedom from self-pity, from lying,
from self-seeking. Then analysis
becomes sharp enough to decline
the proffered stake, choosing life.
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