My biggest weakness is my desire for obsession
My want to be fully engulfed in my aeipathy for another person
To give them all of me
And more, all I want to be
To gladly abandon any other potential
To blind myself
To neglect anything else that needs my attention
To forsake my goals and any progress I've made toward them
For the sake of being consumed by the feeling of being in love
To hold tight to someone long after they are gone.
To fixate on an idea
I do this to my detriment
I remain stagnant in a moment long past
And feel it still, as real as it once had been
My disposition to sacrifice the current moment is my undoing
I abandon the things that need tending to
I die to all future moments
I could easily live the rest of life as a court jester
Playing the role of Romeo on the stage of my own mind
Speak For Yourself
We wish
We could watch
Ourselves
Happen.
Do you
Think
We can?
-Gray Squirrel
10/22/2023
I guess I expect
Those Exceptional
Best of the Best
OR just let it Go
Passing the Test
That's Incredible
The Last to just Rest
Past Invincible
Has to Impress
In Visual
Ask with no less
Dependable
No nag or no pest
Recommendable
Classiest yet
Impeccable
Don't ask but just gets
So Sensible...
Yet the facts will show
That it's Impractical
To expect the Rest
To be so Flexible
Acrobatical
Intensive mode
So Radical
My intent should go
So Compatible
Sensational
My paddle rows
My engine goes
Infallible
Pretending though
I needed to know
Till I leave it & Go
I'm so dramatically afraid
of recognize me deep inside
to the point of not being able to
not further being my fairly friend truly...
I am the earth, the star and the sky,
The water, the cloud and the air,
I am the universe and everything in it,
The beings that were and would be,
I am not the body with a name,
Nor the ego that came with it,
I am not the photograph on the wall,
That will remain after me,
I am not the slave of time,
Nor the master of fate,
I am as much of you as you are of me,
For you and I are brief expressions of eternity!
For reading poetry so much
and so many poets, I am not right
if what I write is mine,
or them ...
My mouth is a sensitive,
speaks up in silence...
There are speaking mouths.
without brain ... there are
mouths that talk beyond
that the speech itself ...
Crazy mouth
I love myself,
I admire ... however.
I'm not a narcissist ...
I realize that I'm not ugly,
nor pretty ... but
surely I am, fantastically
live
My mother was
my first room
crib and address ...
After that, I came to
the world...
This body of mine,
I borrowed it
in a settlement
supermarket
from another nursery
world
When I peer through the windows of my eyes,
so desperately I want to know who I am.
What is the cause of my being?
At times I feel formless and empty,
a collection of memories. Maybe,
no more than arising from an idea.
Here existing in this moment with you.
Life bursts into being out of the timeless pool of the void,
the uncreated, like bubbles - bursting into life,
time and time again.
Disillusioned self-empowered battling ego's, all suffering,
and, all pass through time and space.
Is it society that guides the individual,
Or the power of some ubiquitous force?
If You Know Thyself
then you know the world
Motivated by madness
and driven by desire,
dive into the pool of passion
and swim deep as you can.
If You Know Thyself
then you know the world
The window of life
has many views,
always respect reality
It’s really really real.
If You Know Thyself
then you know the world
Learning something new
everyday is powerful,
be steadfast In your ability
to conquer challenges.
If You Know thyself
then you know the world
And when we know the world, we know us
Self knowledge..
Is the ultimate prize..
Where your masterpiece..
Of life abides..
06/12/15
D.C.
Who do you really know?
Are you a true believer of self knowledge?
Who can you really trust in a world consumed by disloyalty?
Who do you really know in a world ravaged by confusion?
Do I know you?
Can I trust you?
Do you know you?
Can you trust yourself?
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