Distraction is the Devil
Because the Devil’s in the details
Which details why we succeed or we fail.
When the details get too intricate it’s harder to be intimate
Defining what is finite while Divine is all that’s Infinite.
The great ones told disciples that what’s pleasant is the present
So distraction as an action holds us back from reaching Heaven.
And so distraction is the Tempter,
The empty promise of doors that we enter
Desire without design, it is why Caveat Emptor
It is that cavernous empty sensation, temptation
From the narrow path we barrel past when we become impatient.
It is unfortunate there is no shortcut to victorious,
Still we rush and hurry just to let distraction worry us.
Distraction is named Satan
The adversary, the enemy, the grandest antagonist
To all the universe, the world and all who inhabit it
It’s the reason for the Sabbath, for distraction turns your eyes
An aversion from your service, from your work, and from your lives
Distraction is a lie. It is the Maya of Siddhartha, the serpent in the Garden,
It darkness, it is evil, It is prison without pardon.
Distraction is a false shepherd
A demon leading stubborn asses to graze on greener grasses
Making sheep of masses with the least of actions.
A merchant peddling fool’s gold alchemized from fools’ goals
Traded for the currencies of time and what the truth holds.
Distraction is your lesser conscience making you less conscious
Pontius Pilate’s silence, a thief that takes your chances.