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For those of Darwin's apes with thinking skills;
vertical rise in being, describes the grade
up which, our lowest gears climb inner hills.
The 'taste' that height provides, spawns a crusade
to make each day of horizontal time
a feast which fuels the growth and range of mind
nonlinear. Each crash and crush is prime
material to learn what lurks behind
the tortures we survive. Two types of pain-
one just hurts us, the other teaches, then
transforms. It's up to us to use our brain
to shun the ways of merely death-bound men.
One fork in karma's path brings a bright star.
From conscious heights, one sees it from afar.