When did children lose their love of learning?

When they were told to conform,
To forget their being,
To discard interests, agency, creativity

My own complicity
In the stifling of identity

Authenticity, a digression of the self,
A dissolution of swarming
Complexities

When did I gain my love of learning?

The burning crucible
Of curiosity

Set aflame by rejection of conformity

Constraints, curriculum, crushing expectations
and a world disintegrating
fires of digressions

When is conformity an expression of authenticity?

When is authenticity just another form of conformity?

I've learned that when times are hard,
The healthiest thing to do,
Is to cut yourself off from everyone,
Until your very last bond fades away.
But that's an example of how,
Not everything we learn is true,
Or at least should be followed,
As if it were a brand new rule.

Click clack
Sliding of beads
So therapeutic
To see how this became that
What makes up the whole
                           Touch each fraction

No need for equation of form
To find value of one emotion
                               Against a known
Or
Tangents
Or
Ometries
When the only calculus of interest
                                    Is sum of self

So you’ve got troubles
That doesn’t make you unique
I know there are times
When you start to feel weak
You’ve got to face them
You can’t just wish them away
Talk to each other
Or it will fade away
Don’t leave each other guessing
Stop playing your games
Or you might find yourself feeling lonely
And you’ll be searching aimlessly

Stand Tall; Don’t you take a fall
Let the music rock your soul
When life gets you down bounce back for more
Stand Proud; say it out loud
No one and nothing can keep you down
Prove it to me the next time I see you around

Working together
You can accomplish great things
Sharing your secrets
Brings you security
Trust in each other
If you truly believe
You’ll find your path
To all of your dreams
Problems will always stand in your way
Stick together; fight them away
If you try to fight them yourself
You may find her walking with someone else

Stand Tall; Don’t you take a fall
Let the music rock your soul
When life gets you down bounce back for more
Stand Proud; say it out loud
No one and nothing can keep you down
Prove it to me the next time I see you around

If situations pull you apart
Stick together; keep her close to your heart
You better find a way to make a new start

Stand Tall; Don’t you take a fall
Let the music rock your soul
When life gets you down bounce back for more
Stand Proud; say it out loud
No one and nothing can keep you down
Prove it to me the next time I see you around

For to rest in the gymnasium
Is to watch others wrestle.
There is no pendulum
Which is not but itself a pebble.

I am the gnomon.

For all are free
And each person is their own mason.
From the block of marble we chisel
Out who are ourselves.

I know why the cats eyes sobbed
What to do with a fallen star

What it is to be captivated
Why icebergs drown
Why we should walk
                                      In our own shoes

That mortality's a phase
              Experience my greatest teacher
My worst enemy's kept in
A mirror the time taken
For a sparrow to exhale
How nothingness conceals all
                The clarity of silence

That life unfolds
As we choose
Based on experience
Of how we expect
                             Unless it doesn’t
Because you can’t live it that way

There was something
About your mascara
         When it rained
    When it smudged

But before it ran
The liner in the corner of each eye
                                Angled Easterly
                        Aligned with Horus
Now the prism
Within each iris within each eye
Within your photograph
Creates a mirage
                 That your still here
There was something
                 About your
                 Mascara

Excuse me.
Excuse me!
EXCUSE ME!!!
Yes you. I have a question to ask.
Why does it take several times for you to respond to me?
You can't answer that
I know why...
It's because your head is buried into your smartphone

It seems that your compulsive behavior with this machine is creating a barrier amongst others
Sure you may have loads of friends online, but you can't truly see, feel or hear them
Your "friends" are not really your "friends"
Is it that necessary to refresh your post over & over again?
We all need stamps of approval from time & time again
But how much?
Where is the line drawn between this computer world and reality?
Stop investing countless hours looking for someone who cares about what you think or what you have accomplished
Believe me, your not being left out of anything
Let's not compare, because it's only going to hurt you in the long run
To look for happiness and love through social media isn't the solution
Interactions with real human experiences, that's what we all need.

If it was incredibly uncomfortable, there is a big lesson behind it. You are growing.