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One minute God

One minute God

One minuteĀ 
Blood pumpingĀ 
Next minuteĀ 
NotĀ 
One minuteĀ 
Ā A bloody good thumpingĀ 
Next minuteĀ 
ClotĀ 
Ā Ā One minute on the tracksĀ 
Next minuteĀ 
Ā Ā ......a blotĀ 
One day upon the groundĀ 
Next day, notĀ 
For the Lord is thy shepherdĀ 
Ā Ā As the mountains upon the earthĀ 
The blue of the skyĀ 
Ā Ā Ā One minuteĀ 
GodĀ 

Ā 

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Dean Kuch

We’re all awesome, right? Well, I mean we didn’t create the world or anything like that, but I think most of us pretty much have it going on. However, there can be some negative aspects of being creative. Creative people can sometimes struggle with mild cases of the God Complex.
The God complex is defined as a psychological state of mind in which a person believes that they have supernatural powers or god-like abilities. The person generally believes they are above the rules of society and should be given special consideration.
Some might call people such as these Narcissists.
Do we honestly think we’re a deity, or even better than everyone? No. But some creative people are quite susceptible to picking up at least a few of the aspects of the God complex.
Nice write, Jai...
~Dean

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Jai Masters

What analysis!Ā 
Ā  Ā Geez my poem trigger a bloodyĀ 
Ā good narrativeĀ 
Ā Ā  When can we do coffee ā˜•ļø?:))
Ā thank you Dean.Ā 

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