A sudden break on a habitual reality.
Cold as it is exactly taken, suddenly,
in opposition to the warm pleasure experienced
by a body,a habit where the spirit is silenced.
The possibility of quitting so strong when willing,
for impossibility is only for the unwilling being.
It’s difficult to adhere to – for variety of reasons,
where realities are spruced with the truth of treason.
Elements that when seen are taken in and used
with impunity, so their management thus abused.
Habit engages a spectrum of synapses in the brain,
making decision to quit – so psychologically sullen.
Difficulty made more pronounced in the brain stem
that is chemically induced by an unwilling system.
Putting a stopper to the lid of addiction on instances
of cigars and cigarettes or drugs and other substances.
Also of sex and mortal relationships
and many forms of pleasurable excess.
Even Internet blackhole that sucks human endeavors in,
so varied the choices and whims, it’s easy getting in.
The quitting abruptness is sure to jolt the body
that has become happily accustomed to the booty,
fed systematically, chosen for the pleasure it binges on,
making the body not an easy habitat for change to turn on.
Though, theoretically feasible – none the less agreeable
to the aftermath that blurs the clear lines of rationality.
Bodies so corrupted, even the brain will have difficulty
viewing reality from habit’s illusions and irrationality.
It is a habit, so formed by circumstance,
mostly, decidedly a self-regulated stance.
It is almost always, initiated out of curiosity,
always, resulting from temptation at liberty.
Present with all nuances of rational justification
and definitely, an attempt at moral sophistication.
It is a test of wills and a taste of want for the bizarre,
never a test of faith until it becomes a border-less stare
to where energy becomes negating of the life of pleasure
and forming disease to the system it once been a treasure.
It is never a test of reason until it becomes boundless
that no rational mind can justify the resulting sickness.
Cooked turkey is always served warm.
Hence, cold turkey is an ironic swarm.
One cannot take small steps towards liberation
from stony, I mean hard, habits’ amelioration.
Cold turkey is the only way
for life not to go off way.
For it is a great step – full of faith in your self.
A leap of faith inherent with steps – right and left.
However wanting, crucial steps are best left to God
to assuage our emotional life so battered and so sad
by all sorts of childhood issues that left us with imbalance
and adulthood without peace and with absent self-acceptance.
A moral renewal will be needed
for a fresh new life that’s wanted.
A life that is attuned to our being children of a known God.
A God we mostly worshiped for His life where love has trod.
Now we can adhere to Him for action
to make good His promised salvation
for all His created human beings,
– sinner or saint, notwithstanding
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I did quit my smoking, almost three years ago, in March 17, 2011. COLD TURKEY!