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Challenge of the Month XIV: May
Spirit World. Some call them ghosts, or angels, or guides. The Japanese call it Shinto. Cultures around the world call it Shamanism. Many call them the schizophrenic ravings of lunacy. Whatever you call it, or them, write about the unseen world of spirits. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
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Fall into the nether

Fall into the nether

Neither here

Nor there

The mythical is most alluring,

When one has that from which to run.

They told me there is power

To be held within the truth.

Here begins your journey.

Your spiritual awakening.

A step into the unknown world

few receive an invitation to.

Don’t you feel grateful?

Don't you know how lucky you are?

A step through the two-way mirror,

Tentative and meek,

Foot falling into damp green grass,

Flower petals and blue skies,

The orchestra announcing your arrival.

There is meaning there, there is purpose.

No more questions, no more uncertainty

Eternity at your fingertips

Reach out and discover the meaning of all.

They don’t tell you of the river,

When you set upon a small canoe

And sail down the riverside,

Smiling far and wide.

The ending is a waterfall,

A thousand feet to go before

The water glistening below

And the water is so dark

So dark

It's almost black

And it gurgles

And it spits

And it calls to you invoices

Menacing and deep

And tells of the ways

Death will call upon your name.

Fall into the nether.

Neither here nor

There

A free fall for the ages

A scream trapped in your throat

You will never be able to release

All the green envy you’ve ever felt

Escaping through your pores

Fermented poison clogging up

Your nose and making your eyes water

Fall into the nether

Neither here

Nor there

Every darkest fear you've had

Every mistake you've made

Every bad decision

Prohibition

Inhibition

Atone! For your sins

In blood and gore

Tear apart your clothes until

You tear at skin

There is no place for tears

Here, oh sweet child

Don't you want to know

Who made us?

Agony unlike

Any which you've felt before

They call it ego death

Ego is the death of all

But it feels as if your soul

Your very essence bleeding dry

The catastrophe of one's destruction

There is no place for fear here and yet

You are terrified

You'll beg for it to stop

I don't want to know

I want to live

Please let me live

I don't want to know who

Created us

Or what my purpose is

I want to read good books

And watch tv

Please

Please

Please

Please I miss my mom

And this is how it ends:

please

mama

please

mama

please

mama

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