Your domain,

Everyone gets one.

You stand upright,

So act like it.

No one else will do the work in your domain,

So whether you live among your own shit in a dog house,

Or in a spiritual palace, as clean as the gleaming moonlight,

Is up to your own efforts.

Its your domain.

Everyone gets one.

But not everyone has the spirit,

To manage it,

To maintain it,

Or to cultivate it.

Not everyone feels the responsibility.

But one day…

The domain king will come by…

Demand taxes, he will…

Give your offerings…

Or be demoted to a lesser plane.