The core that often gets missed

What core?

Ok,

According to me and a few medical journals,

everyone is made up of cores

We got a,

Health core

Family core

Friends and bonding with people core

Work core.., currently the one in most stress for many

but...

BUT,

the core that often gets missed is,

The Ego core,

The more I read about the nature of Ego the more I feel like I shouldn't

This I is full of ego.

Ya,

back to point,

Have you felt its presence?

I sure have.

I have felt its overwhelm too.

Many with whom I have come to cross path with, humans, they deny its presence.

They Shoo me off.

I truly feel,

Ego core needs a constant check.

We all have ego cores, even the saints with often deceptive yet perpetual smiles have it.

We need to take great care of it.

What does the Ego core feed on?

It feeds on instant gratification activities mainly

also,

Jealousy.

Comparison

and a little bit of self-hate.

I used to think that the Ego core suuuuucks.

But, it doesn't necessarily...

Ego at times is the nudge (kick to the private parts) that we need to get towards working towards(again???) our best self.

More on this later, sleepy now I had too much rice this afternoon

Now for the photo,

https://bit.ly/2BWdbf7
Take care of your cores

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