We chase certainty
Perceive the unknown as alien
Instead of handing over control
We proceed to mail it in
Leave it in the junk bin
To prevent latent grief
And other brief tensions
Encumbrances we meet
Should puncture some vents
In our bubble, let the air in it
Better yet
Venturing outside our airless aquarium
Our built nest, platos cave
Once we're unchained
Our behavior then becomes strange
To the layman that remain
So instead we don't escape
And don't let anyone else enter in
To shelter our sheltered view
True maldevelopment
Collective madness
Attributes of absolutes
Prevent contamination
With a polluted vacuum
Which is counterintuitive
Counteractive to congruity
We all pursue to be set free
With ambiguity
Thinking we can control
All variables is hysterical
We may not know whats good for us
Go with the breeze as it blows.
I'm sick of advice
Especially when the giver is mine own
Like I have the right
Self righteously blindfold
Myself with selfish pride
Against what I find identifies
As a minor slight
An offense exemplified
Misanalysed regrettably
I recognize, apologize
Try to resolve my hollow spite
An amoral bind
I'm misunderstood
Or maybe I misunderstand
When I put my foot in my mouth
Instead of lend one a hand
Decide others woulds and shoulds
Without being put
Afoot in their reality
All my putdowns are true fallacies
The nerve or grounds, to serve around
My personal concerns
Is so impersonal
Shows no backbone or vertebra
That happens when this cloud
Of outcast self-doubt
Powerlessness
Is the foundation throughout
Structure becomes a house of cards
Shaking, swaying just waiting
That it is in fact safe
With shameless validating
My unstable ways
I didn't build them solitarily
But socially, culturally
Environmentally ill-conceived
But mindfully through readjustment
With beams and sheetrock
Maybe I'll remain upright
With others to lean on.
Living frantically
Trying to manage my manic need
To keep up fantasies
American dream vanity
I keep what can't be seen
My damaged seams
If I don't show that skin
It may vanish like tannery
But blending in instead leads
To panicking
To every candid happenstance
Against my planned conceit
In reality
Living concealed is insanity
Being human comes with wounds
Accrued from the usual calamity
No ones immune don't refute it
It's mutually earned
Yourself and others
Hard truths are duly discovered
Bruised and battered
You move forward
To get through the dust storm to cover
Until other tribulations emerge
Learn to fail or fail to learn
Wear scars like brail to interpret
Your hurts
Each one reads that courage occurred.
The ancestor to action
is intention
Collection of willingness
Optimism, and reverence
Ones sense of self in reference
To connection
Acceptance to the world
It really in't against us
Theres no preemptive malevolence
Except the misperception
of fears invented
Apprehension instead of essence
Of wherever our heart is destined
When we pressure and force variables
It only takes a toll on our own
Coronary arteriole
Tearing holes in flow
We don't know the endgame
For us to impede what we fear
May be impending
That's insane
Each day is a sensei to teach us
Heed the struggle and tedium
Continually meet each with love
Forgive yourself
For you live with yourself
Dismiss past tenseness
And live for the now
You have a perfectly
Permissive disposition
Exquisite distinction
Individuality to fulfill in an instant
Start to tell your heroes tale
With your past avails to
Passages to brave passed
Himalayas to scale
Castaway at seas to sail
Gail force breeze wails
Unyielding terrain
Unequal travail
Blazing desert plains
Hypothermic glacial nights
Accolades amass at you lap
With each flag, each sight
You keep riding
Knightly dragons slain
Castles made and break the same
As you blaze with no blazon displayed
Anomalous you remain
Stardust rebond
You belong across the sky
You've already come so far.
We don't know our own strength
The toll we take
From toes, legs, torso
Abdo, throat, face
The whole framework overstrained
Over-paced behavior
Whole array misshapen
Til it erodes away
Slowly frayed, flayed daily
From greed and shame
We retain
Each bait we proceed to take
Facebook, tweets, dm's
Social media snakes
Can leave a cheap
Fleeting remark a screen away
Harming the cohesion
Our weave like yarn texture
Our coat of arms tears apart
Like polyester
Mustn't fester
Over the sorry folly of others
The effort to judge
Is much easier than to serve
So rest assured
And set forth the steps towards
Your bettering incrementally
Beckon those against that course.
Why do we force the course,
Of source, performing "reformance",
Against the forms of nature,
Natural organisms,
Transforming terraform,
Our born worldly existence,
Insistent on controlling it,
As if it's opposition,
Consistent resistance is causing us,
Chronic sickness,
Dismissing authentic growth,
Oblivious to it's ripple effects,
It'll be a bitter pill instilled,
When it comes time for swallowing,
Our life energy starved,
From gobbling up with gluttony,
We'll swallow it like arsenic,
Poison, toxic biotics,
What it causes,
Honestly we're probably already absorbing,
Absolving all of us,
We got the disease of disregard,
The earth wants us,
To be a part of it in all of it's art,
Heartily we must accept,
Our connection,
Acknowledging our extension,
And pledge to better our collective residence.
Nothing is forever
Impermanence is the only
Certainly doesn't serve to be
Immersed gripped in holding
It isn't worth it
There was never a time it was perfect
There surely won't be
Let your imperfections surface
You're doing nothing wrong
You haven't lost some charm
Some spotless quality
To be everything to everybody
As you shouldn't be
You are who you are
Flaunt it unguarded
In stark self homage
It connects us all
Whether we're aware of it or not
Subconscious, unconcious
Authentic embodiment bonds us
We all long to shout it
So don't doubt it or shroud it
Be proud with the gifts
You have to give boundless
It balances our assorted
Absorption distortion
Against majority proportion
Enforcement
What lay dormant before
You were contorted
With what others told you
Deemed more important
Your core knows for sure
That tingle in your pours
When you adoringly feel
Love for self be restored
To Be Frank: 