#adapt
The snake's skin that once kept winter out
will choke it in spring if never shed.
The armor forged for yesterday's war;
becomes a cage, turns to living dread.
A mind that nails itself to stone,
afraid to loosen, bend, or learn,
mistakes a prison for a throne
and calls it truth at every turn.
To live is not to stay the same,
but leave old certainties behind:
to risk the loss of name and frame,
and molt toward a wider mind.
So let the brittle shell be gone.
Let yesterday fall, scale by scale.
Only what changes carries on;
only what yields will not go stale.
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 4:19 PM UTC
My heart, your pendulous dart board
And you're aiming for the bullseye
Scarred by peripheral attempts
My heart has evolved
Stronger and braver than ever
The churning blood in its chambers
Has made its dark caves cope
Races against time in its tender throbs
And no more
I'm not as yesterday.
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 12:31 PM UTC
It only took me two and a half years
To feel like checking the mail
Wasn't a burden
Dec 16, 2021
Dec 16, 2021 at 9:40 AM UTC
Replay or restart;
Stop or pause;
Skip or fast-forward;
Where do you opt to be?
Nov 25, 2021
Nov 25, 2021 at 9:29 AM UTC
Get used to fall, crawl,
step up, then fall again,
with faults we rise,
we get roses and thorns.
From life we learn,
for death we live,
each in our own fields
we reach our peaks.
Smiling and weeping,
losing and seeking,
steady and stubborn
our seeds are ruined.
Fools are small-minded,
the wise learn from actions
some lives are electable
to manipulate.
Hopes are crushed
I repeat myself, I yell
but they never hear
my time's a waste.
Don't think I'm strong
if I lose my mind
and get myself together
in less than a heartbeat,
that's all my life.
Jun 9, 2021
Jun 9, 2021 at 10:44 PM UTC
You may be lost. You may be alone.
But it's not your fault.
Even if you push people away.
I know, coming from someone on the outside looking in, it's easy to say "don't listen to them"
Or "take what they say with a grain of salt."
So I won't say that.
It doesn't help you feel better anyway.
What I will say is what I said before.
It's not your fault.
I don't know what happened, but if you isolated yourself, that was a reaction.
And there's no right or wrong way
to react to anything. But not all hope is lost.
When you react, you adapt.
It's not easy. In fact, it can be quite painful.
But you did it once. You can adapt again.
Apr 21, 2021
Apr 21, 2021 at 9:01 PM UTC
when tragedy hits
No one prepares you for it
Or tells you how bad it will be
Riots in your head
Madness in your work
Absences of presences
Life just isn't the same
and I wonder when it will be .. or is this the new normal?
By Lunar
Apr 10, 2021
Apr 10, 2021 at 10:25 AM UTC
just when you think you've moved on
you find yourself back at square one
with an evolved mindset and mentality
ready to do the same thing that forced you to change
once again.
Mar 26, 2021
Mar 26, 2021 at 8:13 AM UTC
I move from right to left lazily
Everything around me is hazy
Sometimes a colourful passerby stops for a rest
Sometimes they stay, considering me as their nest
But they all leave over time
Some consider me as grime
Some love to nibble on my tips
All I rely on is my roots and their grip
The sun’s ribbons of light nurture me
They play through the waves as I admire their beauty
Some days it’s calm and quiet
And I can feel the warm sand in my roots
Sometimes is rough and rocks and pebbles rip through
All of those beautiful green stems I grew
But through it all, I grow back
To feel the beautiful warm sun touch my tips
And the soft touch of sea foams lips
~ 13/2/21
Mar 13, 2021
Mar 13, 2021 at 2:31 AM UTC
Being strong has nothing to do with strength.
It's about your ability to adapt to
And overcome obstacles.
If you look at it like that,
Anyone can be strong.
And with all the challenges
We face this year,
you'll have plenty of practice.
Jan 17, 2021
Jan 17, 2021 at 7:18 PM UTC
Chameleon, I change
Adapting, find myself
Lost in time
Or ever changing
I slip in quietly
Treat the hours as skins
And I am shedding
Every moment, reborn
Recreating myself
So definition
Never quite touches me
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 1:50 AM UTC
No matter how much I try,
I keep winding up at the same place
I keep trying to break out of my loop,
I want to learn the way life survives
By never staying the same.
Dec 4, 2020
Dec 4, 2020 at 2:26 PM UTC
He dug me a grave
So I planted a tree
He sent me a wave
So I sailed out to sea
And to see what he throws
I must be quick on my feet
To catch hold of my breath
Before he takes hold of me
Now I'm in the hole
Where he left me to die
So throw me the rope
As I say my goodbye
But not to my life.
No, not to my life.
The rope 'round my waist
Not my neck, as I climb
I wave goodbye to him
For the very last time
Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 12:16 PM UTC
Just because the world changes
Every day, hour, minute, and second,
Doesn't mean you have to.
But, then again,
Maybe that's exactly why you should.
Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 7:42 PM UTC
off I go
out of my mind
into my soul
movement mentality
I flow
the only thing I truly know
the body grows
contracting and relaxing
adapting
I feel everything
if something is off
it will show
off I go
because I know
how to grow
plant the seed
water
sun
leave be
till pressure is released
a painful expierence
of importance will commence
I promise
so
go
slow & flow
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 5:41 PM UTC
i rip out pieces of me and put them on your plate
you savor them but don't digest
if you want to abandon me
then be my guest
when you give me time i realize i'm blessed
for every second of my stomping chest
i feel like your love is a test
come to mine but bring a vest
be prepared for a hell fest
the devil doesn't let me rest'
i fell right out of Satan's nest
being held in place
by your blinding grace
i have lost my face
my life is just a chase
i stand on Jigsaw's throne
as i squeeze your face
pulling out my sharpened blade
i like watching your life fade
this is what you've made
insanity is my maid
Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 12:25 PM UTC
I enjoy finding well-structured and coherent worldviews and ideas that collapse my prejudices, ideas, and my vision of the world; it’s uncomfortable at first but the catharsis achieved by being able to synthesize opposing ideas and find common ground where to build new ideas it’s one of the greatest mental pleasures I have felt.
It’s like feeling that after endless hours of trying to mix water and oil, the solution finally becomes crystalline and gleaming in veracity; to immerse myself in it and then go out to see reality with new eyes.
The main cognitive bias of all people is to discard information that contradicts their prejudices, ideologies, and conceptions of reality because of the cognitive discomfort this new information enables.
We take scientific objectivity as a base, and we accept the linguistic subjectivity and its intrinsic intuitive value; it is actually much easier to achieve a rational consensus in decision making.
That’s why we must be very vigilant and look out for rigid ideologies that don’t accept an intellectual confrontation, since they don’t have the capacity to adapt to a reality like ours that’s in a constant state of transformation.
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 12:33 PM UTC
Growth takes time.
Not every seed takes off running.
Every now & then
Even seeds can trip over their shoes.
It makes the difference when you
Can take the time to stop & notice
As well as continue to walk
Until falling face first.
I've never known a man to die from
Tripping over their shoes.
But I've known men to improvise
Until they learned to tie their shoes
However,
I've also known men to tie knots in their shoes
and still can't get them loose
No matter how hard they try
Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 11:04 PM UTC
Oh here we go again, another scene another act,
I’ll fit in just fine but I know I don’t belong.
I’m grabbing my passions by the neck, beating them into who they need to be.
Everyone’s the same, we’re all actors in this play.
I never thought I could get away,
But I’m not trapped cause everyone’s the same.
Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 12:28 PM UTC
Since my birth, my mom called me chameleon soul
She knew I would fly away
Like a summer breeze, I'd evaporate
Like the fog that precedes a cold rainy night
I would adapt but could never fit
An Oath
Oh Lord,
An oath to every distinct color I left in the places I've been
with no recollection or intention of taking it back
And then, at last, I was assured that this life would never be enough
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 11:51 AM UTC
I grew out my beard.
I grew out my stomach.
My ears ring randomly.
My eyes see things differently.
I speak or say less. I move in silence.
I sleep in when I want.
I haven't touched razors since my return
nor rifles since the field ops.
I've grown in maturity mentally.
I've grown insensitive verbally.
I've grown to miss the uniform
and pride of belonging in a brotherhood;
I miss my extended family.
I miss the people, not the troubles.
I miss the gym, where others alike
flexed invisible muscles.
My days once had routine,
pattern, structure and rhythm.
Weekends full of workouts, worship, and beer.
Weeks full of work, blood, sweat, and tears.
I've grown in experience.
I've regained freedom as a civilian.
But the transition has been a grueling process.
Yet, I've grown to be grateful nonetheless,
as not everyone gets to go back "home" ...
(remember the fallen) ...
However, if I'm honest, I don't think there's ever
an actual adjustment...
[I'm growing]
Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 9:55 AM UTC
Amidst the humidity and darkness of the forest floor
ants scurry in hyper-speed over invisible highways
mushrooms spread boldly beneath wise wooden giants
At night, black panthers weave through thick overgrowth,
undetected, as birds quieten their hungry young and sleep
But even in the rich darkness of the dense forest
micro flashes of silken pink and yellow cream can be seen
catching the moon's light, glowing like precious gems
By day these colours dim in their translucent chambers
atop the world's most beautiful, fearless caterpillar
This tiny being boldly ventures from one leaf to another
while all others cower underneath
Its crystal spikes hide only soft, sticky goo
and it is no bigger than a fingernail
But don't be fooled by its size and raw beauty,
this bejeweled crown easily summons its strength
to move faster than the predators awaiting
Its beauty comes not only from its form
but in its lion-hearted spirit and grace
This confident caterpillar lives
and surrenders to change
without the leaden shackles of fear and worry
and when the time comes
she embraces
and is transformed again
to something new.
Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 12:38 AM UTC