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Or should I say: an Ode to You?
Does it make any difference? Really?
Let’s start again, let’s start by saying
In’Lak’ech Ala K’in
You are another Me. I am another You.
For that’s what’s so unique
about being Human.
We are the Same.
BECAUSE we are not.
We were created equal
BECAUSE we were all created different
with this raging desire inside
of being who we are
who we truly are
each one of us
billions and billions of versions
of creatures who can say I am
who want to know who I am
who want to define it
be being just like X
and by being dislike Y

Unlike the flower, the tree, the fish,
the animals, the mountains, the oceans
that are what they are,
we reflect.
We reflect about who we are,
We reflect about our world.
I reflect about who you are,
and I reflect who you are.
You reflect who I am.
BECAUSE on this or that, we are the same,
look the same, feel the same, believe the same.
BECAUSE in this or that we are different,
look different, feel different, believe different.
Billions and billions of reflections
billions and billions of versions
of being Human.

This comes with great responsibility.
For we need one thing
to bring this raging desire to reality:
we need to honour our differences,
we need to respect them.
From two perspectives, in fact:
from the selfish perspective
for if I want to truly be me
I need the freedom to fully express
who I really am
so I cannot allow you or another version of the human being
to shrink my universe of possibilities.
From the altruistic perspective, too.
For to define who I am
I need you, every single version of you,
to fully express who you are
in order to reflect in all it’s glory
who I am.

The more I love who you are
the more I love your differences
the more I honour you as not me
the more I can become who I am
the more I can see who I am
because you reflect it so well
just the way you are.
Billions of you.

Hence any man, woman or child
who endangers the difference
of another man, woman or child
is in fact destroying a reflection of his or her own uniqueness.
Belittle the options you allow another human being,
and you belittle your own self and your own glance.

That is how we are all connected.
Through the most fundamental right of being different.
That is how we are all equal.

BECAUSE I am not you and you are not me,
we are the same.

In La’kech Ala K’in
An Ode to You.

Or should I say:
an Ode to Me.


Marie-Hélène de Cannière, © 2016
Tricia Jul 2017
Know this- I do-
Not everyone will like you.

And why should you care
for there is beauty in the rare.

Enjoy it- love it.
For you divine misfit,
Is just what the world is questing for.
We're too distracted
fighting for uniqueness
that we have forgotten
to fight together as one
Head down inside the sink you tried
Sick as a dog you wish you died
Pick up yourself, no time for suicide
Rest your health, no need to do it twice

I think it's time for a new tattoo
Make it mine, The man you wish you knew
Make your statement that your love is true
No need to wait then for tomorrow to prove

Euphoria
Sweet Euphoria
Complete Euphoria
Euphoria
Sweet Euphoria
Complete Euphoria

Give me more of them endorphins
Happy chemicals keep me happy again
Fly away from zombie world and depression
Electro shock, lobotomy, dysfunction

Give me more of that legal stimuli
To enhance me to the feeling of being high
Step away from the world its all a bunch of lies
Tried to see it their way, can't say I didn't try

Euphoria
Sweet Euphoria
Complete Euphoria
Euphoria
Sweet Euphoria
Complete Euphoria
The palace of dreams,
there is a garden full of streams.
Where you can hear songs 'bout liberty
And poets speak of infinity.
In deeper rooms you will find secret galleries
And hallways are filled with novels and diaries .
And there we all, artists, live, as it's our kingdom
We all, courageous dreamers, our works about freedom.
So come to us with not a single regret, overground.
Let your talent shine really bright, with us, mates, all around.
L Seagull May 2016
“Do you know, to my thinking it's a good thing sometimes to be absurd; it's better in fact, it makes it easier to forgive one another, it's easier to be humble. One can't understand everything at once, we can't begin with perfection all at once! In order to reach perfection one must begin by being ignorant of a great deal. And if we understand things too quickly, perhaps we shan't understand them thoroughly.”
Loveless May 2016
"Can you see my wings?"

"Yes"

"I'm a monster"

"Those aren't the wings of a monster"

"Then whose wings are they"

"Those are the wings of an angel"

"And what do angels dream of?"

"I... I don't know"

"Angels dream of becoming human"
Another translation

Some people have unique features. They are different. Their unique features are symbolized as wings above. They think of themselves as monsters but instead they should just think of them as angels. Why they choose to do with their uniqueness make them angels or monsters not their difference. And so they foolishly want to become normal again.
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
The stars were mesmerising until I saw you
the moon was gorgeous until I saw your eyes
the ocean was vast until I knew your heart
the sun was bright until I saw you smile
sky was deep until I ventured in your thoughts
prior your lips sweet were wines and whiskey shots
the road was long and tiring until we walked it together
the future was unclear, but now I clearly see forever
Tigers and lions were graceful before your bask
truth was a dream because everyone wore a mask
drums were breathtaking until I caught the rhythm of your pulse
and many things only got better as they got worse
Days were too long, I was too weak and now I'm strong
only nothing felt right while all else felt wrong
the coliseum was magnificent until I encountered your soul
the pyramids are wonderful but your friendship beats them all
blankets were warm until the welcome of your arms
I believed not in magic until I got enchanted by your charms
honey was that sweet until we kissed and dated
outstanding with a shine of a caged canary
you came into my life and my weight was lifted...
until I met you every Lass and amour were ordinary
Ram B May 2016
Express your truth
Express it well
Be free.
Be light.

Your voice
Your very own
Is the voice of God
Untainted by the mind
Just flowing
Never conforming
Trusting and bold
Beauty and free

A voice that people will hear
Unique and one
Yet One.
For that is how we connect
By being one yet One.

The secret to fame and glory
Lies within
Listen, explore, discover
Just there
Always been there
Let it flow
Let it out
Pure and proud.
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
A cookie cutter version is what this world wants
So my wild messed up ways I flaunt
You can try to figure me out
As in your face I shout
I'm not like the rest, I never will be
You look but don't see
The uniqueness in me
Theres no other that comes close
No one can make that boast
They ask why can't you be like the rest
Well.....I really don't want to be secound best
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