take away the desire through achievement or rejection

and you destroy the forward. 
if I make the summitI must quick to find the next

or I will sink and dielike the hunters in the ocean. 
when I grasp the girlwhose shape I have dwelled on

her shape will remainfor a while, and I will grow comfortable

in my ownership, and lust againfor other mountains.  
It must be so.

We are built for heaven, and meant to feel discontent here.

There is a peak beyond our lives, that can always be leaned on in the greatest humiliation.

Although I wonder if we can exist content.

The lack of desiring what we do not have

chokes time of its air and halts.  It cannot walk.

It makes me frightened of heaven.

- JJ  April ‘09