She Who Is Coiled

My very own ‘Kundalini Awakening’
was a little on the Dark Side,
and that’s putting it mildly.
I’d already spent decades
SMASHING my Psyche to bits
with Alcohol and Drugs…
in search of [New] Inner Doorways.
Tragedy births a Side-View
of the ‘Self’
crucial to Transformation
… I channelled PRESSURE
inwards, rejecting [Former] bouts
of Physical, External Destruction…
in favour of tolerating Mental Pain.
The ‘Hallucinations’ of all variety,
weird, sick, trippy drug-waves
and various strains of Panic/Anxiety
… were all ‘Old Hat’, so to speak…
but, the ‘Ego Death’
was something else completely…
it took numerous [Botched]
Hatchet-Jobs… to still that Fucker.
Yet, to Concrete ‘Confidence’…
one must go Naked into the Flames
… to emerge finally Maskless.
“We Can’t Balance You Until Sober”
… I kept hearing through the fog…
“If You Don’t Help We Will Nudge”
and, Jesus Christ, didn’t THEY just.

Paul Tristram is a widely published Welsh writer, who’s currently up to his elbows in Magic, and long may it remain this way. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.