Beyond Good And Bad

 

We learned it young, without a name,
To win their love, to dodge the shame.
Be good, be right, or else be blamed—
A quiet war where joy's disclaimed.

 

But out beyond this well-worn tale,
Where guilt and virtue both grow stale,
There lies a field where none will fail—
And life is lived beyond the veil.

 

No need to prove, no need to strive,
Step past the walls where judgments thrive.
Outside the House of Good and Bad,
Is where we find the joy we had.

 

The guilt we wear like second skin
Is just a trick we learned to spin—
A way to show we still belong,
By claiming sorrow as our song.

 

The saints and rebels saw it too—
From Katie’s “Work” to Watts’s view.
Rosenberg taught blame misleads,
And Rumi danced beyond our creeds.

 

No need to prove, no need to strive,
Step past the walls where judgments thrive.
Outside the House of Good and Bad,
Is where we find the joy we had.

 

Erhard cracked the cage with fire,
Called out the cost of our desire
To seem “deserving,” act “correct”—
He saw what guilt would disconnect.

 

Anaïs shared her truth in ink,
Where “good” and “bad” begin to shrink.
And NLP, with clever grace,
Reframes the lie, with truth replaced.

 

So here’s the path you’ve dared to chart—
From child-bound guilt to sovereign heart.
The lens dissolves, and what remains?
A life unshackled from your chains.

 

No need to prove, no need to strive,
Step past the walls where judgments thrive.
Outside the House of Good and Bad,
Is where we find the joy we had.