realization process

A person's true self 
is just what they give. Mask on,
mask off, every bit of it
lives and breathes and has blood
and brain and behind. It is all

the real

you will ever find.  

Because you see,
of the strange natures 
of what beings really are, 
which it seems, they be. 

So they are! Just what
they can be, or try 
- and proceed to do.

To enact that guy 
or gal or pal or enemy, 
love. 

Now, realize: is to just bring up
what's real into mind: also,
the reverse! To bring up 
what's in mind, and in aimed,
spent drive, to fashion
that purse of silk from the mind's
sow's ear. When you've realized, 
Ta-da! Then it has appeared. 
Or else, you daydreamed. Go, 
realize now all the best that
seemed. For to make-believe

Is just as much who
you are as you want
to be. We are not quite
dreams, but we're made 
in just such stuff
as we gleam and glean 
and steer and stroke upstream 
to the meadows and hills 
and bluff for broke. And

wherever you go, 

what you give, 
there you are.

Yes, 
it's you. 
It has all been you. I guess
that there was your best 

so far. Well, 

be good 
as like, but at best 

be true.