Poison of Doubt

Poison of Doubt seeps through the mind, spirit and sight. It confuses what you thought you knew was Truth. It distorts your clarity. It plays with your questioning of what to do and how to move forward. It laughs at your attempts to make decisions while under its influence. Doubt clouds. It is a dense fog that is hard to see through, yet alone what your next steps enfolds. Doubt erodes your sense of being, your sense of self — it leaves you wondering Who Am I? Who Am I to know what to do? Who Am I to decide? All the questions pours out, questions that were answered and sorted through. Doubt is a facade. It is desperate to keep you trapped, small, resisting what could be of what one Envisions.