Prison Poem #18

Its funny how growing up I was a member of the cult of self worship.  But I always thought religion was bogus.  The thing about therapy is it can be an addiction and now that I've gone without the therapist I self analyze  Any starter in the field knows the dangers of this but its also unavoidable.  I am great-full for any outside analyses but I don't usually go searching for it. When I do its for a one of two reasons.  One to self a firm a preconceived notion, two to get an objective perspective when I know I need one.  The first happens more often and Id prefer it never to.  The second is good but sometimes I thank its my goal but I'm under a cloud of self deception. One form of objectivity I've neglected frequently, is to write down my thoughts for tatter review.  This I do often now.  I like poetry because I can express a mood or feeling and be completely subjective with out worry.  My best poems are when I'm in the thralls of a particular emotion. Such times my rational is always clouded.  At these moments my rationale mind takes a back seat.  My preferred definition of insanity is the forfeit of rational thought.  The reason I don't like Einsteins is because there are times when rational thought dictates the repetition of actions. I should write a poem that has the starting lines repeat 'the definition of insanity is' Thought Id never keep a journal because I was to afraid of what the reader would think of me.  Now I see the catharsis in realising my thoughts to paper.  Not relying on it but giving it the burden.