What a walk we had.
I see it now as perfect,
Just the way it was.
What a walk we had.
I see it now as perfect,
Just the way it was.
She’s so quick to anger.
And like, I literally can’t Even.
Whenever it happens,
I just feel like Leavin’.
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She thinks I’m the problem.
Something’s always Wrong.
So I shut down,
And I be Gone.
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Again, like I literally can’t even.
Like, we’re worlds apart.
We speak these words,
But we don’t yet know Voice.
It’s no one’s fault.
There wasn’t a Choice.
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What-we’re-not-yet quite-hearing
Are the memories of Talks,
The times of shared laughter,
And the difficult Talks.
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With deeper chats,
We’re-so-close but not There.
It’s like a bubble,
And we’re not quite Aware…
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Here to write, for right, and to paint pictures for you. True layers; impressions; confessions, to open us up. For you.
See. We’re not bad. Sad though the way we’re behaving. An act. A fact, and if you can see it, you can be beyond the BS. Then rest, and dream big, knowing life and the fight and the let-go and it slows down, to the moment. Shown it, the parts are clear. It’s black and white, but golden. Now, you’re not holdin. It flows through you.
So you shape. Shift. With. It. Accepting. Observing. Absurdity…. is what we carry, from there to here. Hear it. Now. Clearer and clearer.
It’s the bell. And hell will be behind you.
You’ve known. The chime that comes and goes. That distant sound that calls just you.
If we can just be people together; human beings. Being, the right way.
We’ve heard, Human “Being” vs human doing.
It’s the doing part that fucks things up; our behavior. There is a right way to be. And, for things to be right, we must be able to admit our part objectively and to our mistakes, and face what is, and what is is that we’re all human beings; here together. Or, we should be, and if we’re not then we’re separated by stories; two sides opposed; at odds about the way things should be. Things. Situations. Stuff.
We all have more or less appreciation, at any given time, for life and for others. We’re all constantly moving from one encounter to another. How mindful we are and how true we are to ourselves and what light we hold ourselves and others in is very important.
Conflict and arguments happen when there is disagreement about what is and the way things should be. It’s nice when both sides can find common ground. After all, we share common ground. Most just can’t see it for what it is.
No one puts me in my place. I am where I am, and i can admit to myself when I’m lost. Those thinking they’re doing so just let it be known where they stand. More often than not they’re revealing their own ignorance.
We leave something out, and-so a shadow of doubt… and we know, We’re much better than this.
I prefer not to sit in the same seat all the time.
I play musical chairs, and see what I find.
And, I’ve found that most like to sit in the same seat all the time, where they’re comfortable and right.
As long as one knows where another sits, outcomes are predictable. And, unless one’s planned for a desired outcome, and anticipating the behavior of the other… we fall prey to our seat, and react as we think we should. We’re then simply faced with a new story, while remaining in the same seat; perhaps further stuck than we were before. The other’s seat may or may not have changed either. Likely not.
I paint, and I fish, and I wish,
And I wonder a lot, and I question the way that we live.
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What am I doing? Was I having fun? What’s going wrong that I’m losing?
It’s-not just about me and the choices I make.
Many don’t care what I’m choosing.
It’s just not the right time,
Or it’s not the right Bait.
You have a choice:
Continue (as you are) and Wait.
Or, switch it up, and try something else.