MODIFIED UTOPIA
Outside looking in what can be seen skirts or flirts on the edge , fulfilling an unknown need
Earliest teachings see a smiling sun as a reason to arise ,dancing dinosaurs deliver so many merry messages to learn
Listening & learning, inquiring of future ventures, at our most powerful yet still naive
Human mind always biding time,bored at idle seeking that bigger title,not content with stepping down, rising to the top for what we yearn
Some catch it early making it harder to stop,testing limits, whole pictures broken to remnants,setting plans for a future we cannot perceive
Starting on a smooth safe road why test the speed limit ,veering off the straight & onto a narrow downhill path with a obvious dangerous curve
Security leaves many secluded often growing with maturity,fear of this also makes many strike out, a break from boredom ,mindless reprieve
Most never know of their falling, others find it appalling ,seeing ourselves through a tainted mind so we don't reveal the curse
Started on soft sand ready to deal with matters at hand ,slowly adapting,reaching out,grasping needing more & more to keep our mind at ease
Many simply stroll along in idle awaiting what is final,while a sibling or friend
move into motions that cannot be put in reverse
So is it learned or taught or in the D.N.A. ,short or here to stay ,or self taught
coping skills formed into a disease .......restriction,constriction
So how is it we go blindly onto a trail that may eventually derail,what signs or signals should have been heard ,having full control is ultimately what we deserve.R.C.
Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 7:11 AM UTC
Floating.
Sinking.
Gently resting on the surface of the water.
Gently falling into its depths.
Peaceful.
Timeless.
Held in its gentle embrace.
Surrounded by silence, stillness, darkness.
Not drowning, never drowning.
Becoming one...
One with the water.
One with the silence.
One with the stillness.
One... with the darkness.
Floating.
Sinking.
Free.
Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 6:50 AM UTC
Always wanting to fit in,
To be accepted
To be loved.
Always left wanting more,
Feeling out of place
The outcast
Bullied,
Abused,
Ridiculed,
Alone.
How do I fit in when everywhere I turn I am not welcome?
How to belong…
Finding a Peace in knowing I do not have to…
It isn’t necessary for me to belong with others;
To be accepted by others.
As long as I accept myself;
As long as I love who I am, what I have become,
For me.
That longing was never to belong or be accepted;
It was a longing to find Me,
Not someone else’s version of me.
The Me that I have always been
And will forever be.
Freedom
Peace
Unconditional Love
Acceptance….
It’s beautiful to not have a longing for acceptance;
It’s beautiful when you realize you already are accepted.
The Universe within you is unique and extraordinary;
It has been with you all along.
The acceptance,
The love,
The Peace….
It comes from within, not without.
May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 8:25 AM UTC