everyone's experienced 'awakenings'
where the Con loses its grip
(as in Carpenter's "They Live")
but always falling back then
to sleep
after enough cycles
of wake-sleep-wake
a pressure-point
may come into focus
thru which the dark cloak
descends
but which can be resisted
standing up against the conformity
of millions of people
over thousands of years
and might this pressure-point
even be a single molecule
or at least a small cluster
in the brain
between the eyes
the ultimate battleground of good and evil
torn between
a state of comfort
and a state of virtue?
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