#shortcuts
The road before is me is
Shone on by the Sun.
She's guiding me and it's so easy.
I can see so clear here
For the Sun has scorched away my issues.
But as I'm under the sunrays
I look to my sides.
While my path is vibrant and blooming,
Laterally, it's monotone.
It makes me glad to see
How I've avoided the trouble.
Until I feel grasps
Along my ankles.
The flowers here hold me down,
And I'm stuck,
Under the light, but still stuck.
May 17
May 17, 2026 at 7:53 PM UTC
When you follow the sun,
Your problems seem to run away.
The light burns their existence away.
But it burns away everything else too.
It's always easy to follow the sun.
She guides a path to follow,
And oh so clearly too.
It's a shame not to conform to her.
She makes the way seem so vivid.
Though the sides of the road seem dull.
As your front becomes brighter,
Your sides will become monotone.
Soon enough, her flowers will nail you down,
And you'll hear what's outside her light.
So be careful following your sun,
Because you might end up stuck with her.
Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 8:25 PM UTC
#
*To want to learn how become comfortable with who it is
that you are.. within your own skin, is the firstfruit beginnings
that will lead into the healing and resolve of your inability
to be alone, and the overwhelming need of your current
emptiness to have its debilitating loneliness filled in ways
that in the long run, bring about more harm into your world
than good.
What I brought to you involves the less traveled road that leads
into true healing and resolve of this primary and current
issue of yours..
but at this point, that is not what you want.
The emptiness you will now have filled in your own current way,
but it will come at such a cost.
You were built to become healed into the fullness
of who it is that you are..
and the comfort within your own skin
that fullness will bring to you..
and therefore to your whole household.
That process takes time.
It is difficult and uncomfortable.
It takes trust and the desire to truly love yourself.
I did not lie to you.
You can start again with a different supportive,
loving friend..
if you are fortunate enough to find one.
I hope for you that you do.
xox*
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May 28, 2024
May 28, 2024 at 10:19 PM UTC
Shoes crunch onto the trail
Between the fences
Shortcuts, one of the wonders of life
Like discovering
the taste of a marshmallow
School is ahead
People, large hulking guys
Sweet smelling women
Teachers, mostly nice
Children mainly rousing
Stir fears, challenges
Sensations like one gets
When discovering a compelling
Book at the city library
Hand-in-hand
Meeting the day
Sibling love
Even better than marshmallows
Sep 6, 2022
Sep 6, 2022 at 8:37 AM UTC
The question,
within its very core nature ..
almost solely hinges around
our own deeply hidden,
internal self-betrayal:
In the creatively-covered up alliances
we make..
In order to prop up, the parts of us
that refuse to respond in any growing,
self-sacrificing way, that would lead
to the true growth of change.
And so.. within our own,
internally/externally-manufactured,
form of consent, comes
a smile-washed, deep contempt
for anything, and everything
that would (or could) expose
Just how deeply we have
sold ourselves out
through the ultra-fine art,
of alliance.
And like a lamb to the slaughter
are those who choose to unknowingly
(or with agenda-based blinders)
Love, defend, and support
those who use such an alliance
to prop themselves up,
from falling over.
But the Universe..
within its deep ache for us--
It never stops asking of us
the Primal question
We can respond through
the suffering of the self
(leading to true growth and change)
Or make alliance with Death
as a way of short-cutting the answer.
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Apr 15, 2022
Apr 15, 2022 at 1:22 PM UTC
If there were
shortcuts, I’d
take them
I’d put them all
in my pockets
and always carry
a spare
in my bag
(and one in
the glove box, just
to be safe)
I might even
hand them out to
strangers who look
like they
might need one
or give them to
friends
I’d hide them so
people could find them
and rejoice
but there are no
shortcuts, and
my pockets are
always empty
just like the
road ahead
and that’s really
too bad
because
my pockets
are quite big
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 4:51 PM UTC