Enter the Shadow self

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According to Native American Mythology we all have a shadow self which is part of our subconscious. It remembers everything that happens to us good or bad. When we attempt to block out unresolved issues, it continually will do things to try to gain our attention.

Submitted: July 15, 2008

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Submitted: July 15, 2008



In Native American mythology there is a belief that we all have
Another side to our essence referred to as the shadow self which
Commands our attention to those things that we try to resist dealing With, regardless, it is always there and seeks some way to make it's presence known.

Pass the gates into your subconscious
And you have entered the graveyard
Of suppressed memories

Welcome to the cemetary
Where in each self imposed quarry
Resides disregarded memories
But these slumbering skeletons
Are about to be awakened............

The grey cloaked caretaker
Of this premises observes
The inscriptions on each tombstone
Guilt, Shame, Anger, Fear

Enter the Shadow Shelf

Your shroud of secrets
Cannot be contained forever
For each smile the shadow
Remembers every grimace
Good deeds do not always
Exsponge the malevolent ones

In the corner of your eye
The mockdignant image
Spiraling about the wall
Must be no more than
An over active mind at play
Or is it?

Pale hardened hands are protruding
Through the soil, the shadow has warned you
That no issue will go unresolved
Sooner or later only the truth
Will ultimately set forth liberation

The sheets are saturated in sweat
As you apprehensively peer through
Into the darkness, from somewhere
Awaits the presence of the other self

The skeletons are running rampid
The moonlight is cascading downward
To illuminate the buriel grounds
Where the skeletons are now dancing to and fro
Pass the scarlet hats and silken capes

Label this bad luck, call it karma swear at the universe
The shadow demands attention or continue to live
In utter folly and realize that akin to a circle
You will continually end only at the begining

Until that time, the shadow watches

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