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Sunday, April 23, 2017

But A Diamond In Formation

But A Diamond In Formation
After a failed intimate, but dysfunctional, relationship, it is surely a waste of energy to focus on what the other did not do or what emotional bids the other did not fulfill, but one should place firmly one's energy on analyzing and understanding​ the role one played within the dysfunctional dynamics of the failed relationship.

But in doing so, be most careful not to blame yourself, but to only, truly take cosmic responsibility for your part as the other half of the Tango dance duo, and only then will you be able to learn from your shortcomings, and hopefully end the cycle of choosing the "wrong" partner - - quotation marks around, for there's no such thing as that, for the other is only a true reflection of who you are with your dysfunctions, at that specific stage of life; you're definitely not "wrong" in any way either, but a diamond in formation.

To Name That Tune

To Name That Tune
If you fib about loving music, at the beginning of an intimate relationship, sooner or later you'll have to name that tune.

Exiting out of a dysfunctional relationship is like being reborn, you have to cut the umbilical cord suffocating you as soon as you've garnered the courage to do so , or you risk serious brain damage.

If you're still fighting with your not-so-ex about the kids, house, money, or tied down emotionally and/or financially to her/him, just do not get involved intimately with another just for emotional, financial support, instead, either go to therapy, get a "sponsor", "sponsors, " or to a much positive means and end, just pray for courage, time, and wisdom to navigate away from your troubles on your own, for you will build self-confidence, inner strength, and self-love in the process.
The other you enter into an intimate relationship with is not a trained mental health professional, a financial advisor, an ATM, a lawyer, and should not be misused, hoodwinked into performing those functions primarily for your benefit.

It's not so much that you want to change the other in a dysfunctional relationship with, but that you don't really mind spending time waiting and patiently so, for the other to miraculously change in front of your own eyes, for the dysfunctions remind you of home, of your experiences during your formative years with your primary life role models.

Common denominators with all folks with high privilege-by-proxy are secrets, addictions​, fractured and parallel two-selves.

The longer you stay, past its natural final curtain call, in an intimate relationship, the less respect you, both, will have left for each other, for, by then, the dysfunctional aspects will be so obviously burdensome, and all the fibs, on both sides, would have lost all of their North Wind inspiration.

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Flukes

Flukes
Privilege is relative, NOT absolute; therefore, the privileged has to make sure that their privileges are NOT at all diluted by the masses, and so various tools of oppression must be used as roadblocks to prevent others from obtaining the same kinds, amount of privileges that they have inherited, earned in some rare cases, or bestowed upon.

High privilege is mostly passed on from members of a tribe to their heirs; it is rarely earned or bestowed upon by upper echelon of a society.

And yes, at times you will have flukes or folks who had not been bestowed high privileges upon at birth by their specific tribal affiliates, but have somehow infiltrated through the cracks in that wall that keeps the masses of all "races," creed, and human capabilities marginalized at birth and for the rest of their lives.
And these flukes, then, must and will serve well their new tribal members and reflexively so, by helping to perpetuate the myth that everyone could be like them, if only one were to work hard enough. Thus, some will in fact work themselves to a slow, painful, and premature death by working themselves not unlike slaves, fearing the lashes and the gods/goddesses incarnate, who they've been bamboozled, hoodwinked into believing are the natural heirs to all of our planet's resources.

And then, further down Dante's Inferno, there are those with high privilege-by-proxy.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Commitment & Sacrifice

Commitment & Sacrifice
There is never a "perfect" time to exit gracefully out of an intimate relationship, for always at such a time, or the natural final curtain call​, one is never quite ready emotionally, but there is the "right" time, and that is anytime after one has realized that the relationship is not worth committing to anymore, for usually, after the natural final curtain call, one needs to garner the emotional courage, and for a lot of women financial readiness comes into play, to leave the relationship.

On deal-breakers: if one of your deal-breakers is cheating, and you have any reason to believe ​that the other has or might have chosen to do so, the "right" time is any time you choose, even if he/she has just been given a few months to live, and you don't even have to visit at the hospital or go to the funeral; your social self might want to, but your authentic self is prescient in those matters.

Commitment is not sacrifice, so don't ever conflate the two, or the other might find it too convenient to enjoy watching you sacrifice your poor self at the altar of dysfunctional relationship.

Loyalty, much like love assayed, is only viable when BOTH have taken consciously the pledge, and go on behaving in ways to reflect so.

You cannot love the brokenness out of the other, for she/he is the only​ one who can do so internally.

When folks take the till-death-do-us-part- - constructed by patriarchy, aided and put to insidious use by some religions​ to further subjugate women, in general- - vow literally, then they might also start to feel, believe, and act to reflect that it applies only to the other, and if they should choose so applied to them only at times of convenience or trickery; the other has to be loyal, committed, loving, trustworthy, in other words, a sacrificial lamb.

When you truly love yourself, then you are loved by the most important person in life.

When you have been truly loving yourself all along your life journey, then you have been loved by the most important person in life.

Most times one will never be lucky enough - - or most unlucky, depending on how one handles it - - to witness with one's own eyes the other making the beast with two backs with another; therefore, if one has an intuition of that possibility, trust that gut-feeling.

Here's a rhetorical one: why is it always the one, who was NOT putting her/his 110% into an intimate relationship, to be most upset - - and offering the "I'll try harder this time" trickery, and for the twentieth times - - when the relationship has ended finally, and way after its natural final curtain call, when you had made it clear, time and time again, to the other about your feelings of unfulfillment and the dysfunctional aspects that needed to be addressed with or/and without​ professional help?

When in an intimate relationship with another who does not communicate about its shortcomings - - all relationships have them - - and future common goals, then you don't know what the other is capable of or not; you will feel like you never had the chance to get to know the other at all, at least not intimately.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

A Sisyphean Journey (Puzzles Our Will)

A Sisyphean Journey
( Puzzles Our Will )
On why we, human beings, and most likely the only sentient beings, fear death, I posit the following:

We do not know how to sit with our selves and do nothing, for from the point of coming into this human world, we are socialized, nurtured, and then expected to be doing, over-doing, and out-doing each other.

So, when the possibility of death enters in life, or when we begin to understand that all living things must die, not as some distant future happening, but every nanosecond of life, we are dying and living simultaneous at the cellular level, we start to form our unhealthy disassociation from our very natural, innate nature of human life, in a vain attempt to minimize our cosmic fear of death.

A Sysiphean journey it proves to be for us to minimize our fear of death, for the only viable possibility is to accept it, thus learn to die, all along the journey of living, gracefully before the final curtain, much like an actress learns to accept, embrace her character's every facets of being, in order to deliver a true, three-dimensional portrayal.

Another psychological wall we hide behind is what Shakespeare refers to as, "The undiscovered country from whose bourn//No traveler returns... ;" the fact we have been bamboozled, hoodwinked into rejecting cosmic randomness and mystery in general, we form as a result an adverse relationship to anything we cannot​ manipulate into submitting to our perverse linear order of doing and thinking.

We don't know what happens really after death, although some well-meaning religions have given us some comforting possibilities; nevertheless, the fear and denial of death itself has persisted, and has sent us to seek refuge in the dark corners of legacy, which then manifests itself as an insidious Cesar's complex, in which we want to live beyond our own death through our earthly accomplishments, regardless of how many we have to trample on in our emperor-like or god-incarnate, but more like Hades incarnate, pursuit of those accomplishments.

Friday, April 14, 2017

Dear Helen of Brooklyn

Dear Helen of Brooklyn,

I have looked deep inside of me to not feel cross at myself or a little bit guilty for writing about my emotional pain from our intimate relationship, and finally I come to realize thus:

Again, I only write about my emotional pain, or at least have exposed publicly only the facets of our relationship that I needed to reflect on, gain insights into, and finally make peace with, thus healing my emotional pain.

As evidenced in my writings, I have never, nor will I ever write about any personal and private conversations we have had about your family, friends, and co-workers; the only experiences you had shared with me, which I had told, in confidence, the two folks who had introduced us, I wish I had not done so, for the experience was not mine to share with anyone.  I learned from that error, and ask for your forgiveness.

I want to thank you for revealing to me parts of myself that I'd wished could have stayed buried, but now that they have been exhumed, I can learn to accept them as parts of my whole, thus hopefully in time transcend those parts that need to be, and certainly learn from those that have unconsciously been at my emotional driver's seat.

Goddess by you, family, and in good stead!

Social Meets Authentic Self ("To thine own self be true")

Social Meets Authentic Self
( "To thine own self be true" )
The alignment of your social self with your authentic self is your soul's reflection.

If you don't know yourself well enough, you really shouldn't enter into an intimate relationship with another, but should only take time to get to know yourself, or rebuild yourself anew after a failed romantic relationship.

If you find yourself praying to be in an intimate relationship with another, maybe, instead you should just pray for patience, self-acceptance, self-love, and self-forgiveness; in other words, learn first to be your own bestie; thus, focusing​ on learning and applying all the life skills required to do so functionally.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Precarious Proposition

Precarious Proposition
Giving folks advice is quite a precarious proposition, for if someone is only able and ready to crawl at their specific life stage, and you advice that they should be walking, you risk inflicting even more suffering upon them, and this is exactly why good therapists do not often give advice -- and when they do, will surely raise a red flag that says advice on it, and will not push the patient, if not truly ready for whatever reason(s)-- but will prod, guide you to find your own answers, which you will eventually, then, be able to tackle when ready emotionally and skill-wise.
Giving another advice that they don't quite have the life skills, courage to take on will eventually chip away more at the edges of their self-esteem.

Sacrifice, Oppression, and Narcissism

Sacrifice, Oppression, and Narcissism
The till-death-do-us-part vow is not a statement of commitment, but of sacrifice and oppression, for it gives abject agency to society's​ rules and tradition over the individual's cosmic freedom.
You don't have to understand why the other wants​ to exit out of an intimate relationship; therefore, the what-did-I-do-to-you is springes to catch woodcocks! Furthermore, it points clearly to your not understanding your very own self, or that you're a true narcissist; thus, how could you ever have understood the other, especially the other's emotional bids.

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Curtain Call

Curtain Call
Knowing how to forgive (forgiveness is a skill) is a definite, non-negotiable prerequisite for self-love.

A sure and humongous red flag is when you propose to just stay or be friends with the other, in an intimate relationship, and she/he declines.
It's a glaring sign that, all along, you have had nothing good in common or very little, but mostly dysfunctional qualities.
It also means that there had never been any real attempt by the other at cultivating true love, not romantic but love assayed by and rooted in maturity, honesty, reciprocity, empathy, vulnerability, and life experiences, for that love is soul's discernment and cosmic freedom.

Whether or not one should stay or leave an intimate relationship should be and is definitely a mathematical proposition.

A sure red flag in an intimate relationship is when the other is unable to emotionally support you in your personal and professional endeavors, for it translates into you're not growing into, with, and out of each other -- literally and figuratively.

There comes a time in an intimate, but dysfunctional relationship, for the final curtain call, at which point if you do not take a gracious bow and make your prompt exit, you will have a quasi-Sysiphean task, later on, to repair damages incurred, for it will be more than just a refraction of your soul's reflection, but an abject dissociation from your soul's reflection, to say the least.

The for-better-or-worse relationship's construct is antithetical to soul's discernment, cosmic freedom/randomness, or love.

Oh, the awe-inspiring things man can create, but he can't build any sustainable bridge to lasting peace.

If one party is unhappy with the arrangements of an intimate relationship and makes a gracious exit, it is then an affront to civility, human decency, good sense bestowed upon by maturity, life experiences, and rationale to bemoan, decry "who left who" or "did not want who," for it takes two to make a functional or dysfunctional relationship.

People can't help but show you truthfully who they​ are, but you might choose to not believe them, and instead believe that you can change them, or they will change themselves to accommodate, reciprocate your undying love (sarcasm intended) for them, in order​ to tangle up your codependency's strings​ with their available ones, as Dionysus enthralled lovers are wont to do, mostly out of a vain attempt to amass social capital.

If I have to walk boldly, hop on one leg, or crawl to my death, in my aloneness, so let it be so, instead of being in an unfulfilled intimate relationship.

Since the voice of my loving, late mother has long been faint, now I often hear the voices of my therapists, guiding me through uncharted territory.

If everything is a social construct, then I could choose to not believe in "White" supremacy, and thus elect to live my life with the fact that we are all more than capable of oppressing one another.

A Tendency To Ruminate

A Tendency To Ruminate
I am a writer -- with "Generalized Anxiety Disorder" --; therefore, I am a thinker, and I have a tendency to ruminate, thus not being able to make timely decisions, but instead mull over repeatedly, and weigh in choices against their outcomes, way too much.
I need to learn to sit with my soul uninterrupted by the societal noises, thoughts, or words, at least, at times when I need to make a timely and important, stress-reducing decision in my own life.

Saturday, April 8, 2017

"Black" Supremacy?

"Black" Supremacy?
If you do not learn to love yourself unconditionally, you will always fall prey to those who love you conditionally.

Oppression is being miseducated, diseducated, bamboozled, and hoodwinked into believing, and exercising that insidious man-made construct, that one human being, because of his/her privilege or station in life, has agency over any other human being.

What do we call it, when it is done by "Black" folks to each other and to other "race"? Is it "Black" supremacy? Or are only "White" folks afraid of cosmic randomness or freedom? Are only "White" folks succeptible to "implicit bias?"

We fall prey to that linear order simply because of our enormous​ fear of cosmic randomness or freedom.

If I could rule the world,
I would not;
I would set all free.

I would free all
From the chains
Of linear order.

I would free all
From the fear
Of cosmic freedom.

All would have
Agency over their lives
Like winged spirits.

Perpetuating Status Quo

Perpetuating Status Quo
Driving anything one doesn't like underground allows it to take root away from the light of compassion, equity, empathy, and agape.

One should embrace everything, especially perceived oppressive thoughts and acts, in order to shine a light on them, thereby transcending them within oneself first; otherwise, one is just perpetuating the status quo of divisive politics, or the manipulations of collective angst.

Friday, April 7, 2017

Pay it Forward

Pay it Forward
One can only be blessed by suffering.
One can't, shouldn't attempt to romantically love the other on one's own terms or understanding​.
Any attempt to romantically love the other on one's own terms, understanding, or dysfunction is narcissism, or simply trickery.
Dear Helen of Brooklyn,
If you really thought or possibly believed that I had helped you in any way, please know this: you don't owe me anything. Just please pass on the empathy to the next person in need; just pay it forward.
Goddess bless!

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

A Survivor & a Miracle

A Survivor & a Miracle
If you have a mental illness, and you are struggling at times or most times, you are indeed and in deeds a survivor and a miracle.

Make it a part of your self-care or mantra to say or repeat so to yourself daily. especially at times when the negative self-talk intrudes, and/or stigma, stereotypes from the lowest depth of Dante's Inferno rises up to challenge your resolve and internal equilibrium.

I am a survivor and a miracle,

Goddess bless, reader!

Reading Becomes Imperative

Reading Becomes Imperative
If you do not have the financial resources and/or the mental, physical health to travel the world and learn about various cultures, reading becomes that much more imperative.

My writing helps me to construct, deconstruct, thus construe my self on no one else's terms, or without any external refraction of my soul's reflection.

Anyone who lives with a mental illness is courageous indeed and in deeds. Do NOT allow stigma and/or stereotypes to make you think or believe otherwise. Stay connected to your body; yes, the very mortal instrument that might fail you miserably at times or most times, for she is your portal back to your own self-acceptance and cosmic responsibility/freedom, thus inner peace.

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Cowering Behind Apathy

Cowering Behind Apathy
What are you, Pandora of Brooklyn, without your high privilege-by-proxy?

Have you any courage? Are you able to accept life and death, without cowering behind drugs, alcohol, lies, deceits, manipulations, and apathy?

Are you any human, Pandora of Brooklyn?

Are you hiding behind your childhood's trauma?

I invite you to meet the human world anew, without a clenched heart, and the intrinsic rewards awaiting you, thereafter?

Unrequited Love

Unrequited Love
My Helen of Brooklyn
Kiss me, she would not,
Unless I had brushed
My repugnant teeth.

My Helen of Brooklyn
Hold me, she would not,
Unless her spendthrift ways
Her discretionary income had eclipsed.

My Helen of Brooklyn
Her toes I would kiss and tongue,
But a towel, my feet,
After a long bath, dried,
Would not touch.

My Helen of Brooklyn
Her natural woman's scent
My nose southly glued to was,
But her southerly lapping was timed
By the reluctant to-and-fros,
And only after a long shower.

Go To

Go To
Open I did not
Helen of Brooklyn
Pandora's box.
Now, Pandora of Brooklyn
(Herself, incarnate),
With her head of talc,
Fancies me to unbolt hers.
Go to Hades
And meet Cerberus,
Thy deleterious kin,
And may your high
Privilege-by-proxy
Soon be rescinded,
I recite like a Psalm.

To Reflect Status Quo

To Reflect Status Quo
Scarier than being unfulfilled or not getting what one needs from an intimate relationship is the other scorning one for not being a whole woodcock.

High privilege-by-proxy gives one carte blanche to put an antic disposition on, in order to collect and manipulate information to favor, reflect positively the status quo or linear order.

Saturday, April 1, 2017

High Privilege-by-Proxy

High Privilege-by-Proxy
Ill-starred is one whose relative value of money and privilege is external.

A clenched heart is not a sign of strength, but of body, mind, and soul unalignment.

Vulnerability is the alignment of body, mind, and soul.

High privilege-by-proxy gives one carte blanche to deconstruct, then reconstruct others' external reality, without the fear of external consequences.

The paradox of Helen of Brooklyn:  her subjective truth-telling were all lies and gaslighting.

Friday, March 31, 2017

Uncommitted

Uncommitted
He looked for the
Beginning and middle
Of his Helen of Brooklyn,
But only found her ending.

My Helen of Brooklyn,
Fickle as the moon,
Eschewed the beginning
Of our intimate relationship,
Sought for its middle,
But only found its end.

Thursday, March 30, 2017

Gaslighting

Gaslighting
My hardness on
The Mohs Scale
Is a ten,
But you try to
Make me believe
That I am a five-tenths.

My grievances against you
Will I take to Hades,
Before Mt. Olympus.

Ceberus will I battle
Thereafter victoriously,
To exit the Underworld,
After proffering my eternal soul.

On Mt. Olympus
Will I offer as sacrifice,
My natural diamond heart
For your head of talc.

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Glibness Undermined

Glibness Undermined
The enormous fear of change borne out of a sudden and grave illness will reveal the essence, both moral and psychological makeup, of a man or woman, especially as it will undermine cold, glib construction and manipulation of untruths.

Sifting Through

Sifting Through
One's positive esteem of self is the soul's reflection.

One's negative esteem of self to null is the soul's reflection refracted.

"Rock bottom" allows one to sit, literally at the bottom of the rabbit hole, and sift through uninterrupted, for a good while, with the refraction of the soul's reflection, thus recognizing, assessing, and discerning the locus of the distortion.

Saturday, March 25, 2017

His Soul's Reflection

His Soul's Reflection

He was her granite
When she needed anchor,
She, his quicksand;
He was her candlelight
When the sun set,
She, his squall;
He was her North Star
When she needed direction,
She, his broken compass;
He was her aortic valve clear
When she felt burdened,
She, his atherosclerosis;
He was her HDL
When her health failed,
She, his LDL.

And then...
His Helen of Brooklyn
Began to gaslight him.
Thus, his soul decreed:
"After decades of toiling,
A self I have forged.
Let no one defract
My soul's reflection."

Thus, he learned:
His positive esteem of self is
His soul's reflection.


Thursday, March 23, 2017

Journeying On (... continued)

Journeying On
(...continued)
Henceforth and till,
He'll remember the 
Prophetic voices
Of his therapists
Nudging him out
Of many rabbit holes.

Henceforth and till,
He carries forward
Inside his heart
The arc of his
Life heretofore,
A wondrous miracle.

Henceforth and till,
Let his laborious
 Stouthearted decades in 
Facing Depression
Anxiety Disorder
Be reminder constant.

Death's Soulmate

Death's Soulmate

Romantic love without discernment is need, lust, naivete, or trickery.

Doing, and inflexible goal-setting are the antitheses of life.

A life predicated on achievements is anti-death; therefore, negates life itself.

Death is the soulmate of life, for neither the fear of man, objection from him, and denial of their chemical bond by man could ever dissever their cosmic bond.

Federal law leaves little to no room for politicians, at the State level, to manipulate or barter with privileges.

Privilege is relative, not absolute.


Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Journeying On

Journeying On
Henceforth and till,
He'll have the stars
At night in the sky
To beckon him North
Of joyous tryst awaiting.

Henceforth and till,
Let the ocean's waves
Carry forth to distant shores
The miscarriaged memories
Of soulmating unbirthed.

Henceforth and till,
May his heart
Flutter forward
At a turtle's speed
Character holding
In careful observation.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

The Free Captive

The Free Captive
A captive can be freer than his captor, for ultimately one's cosmic freedom and responsibility in life is not at all dependent on one's station, but truly on one's moral imagination or lack thereof; thus, one's moral imaginings will conceive and strengthen the muscles of compassion, empathy, and discernment for all of human's mutual oppression.
The captive's fear of suffering in life is always more pernicious than his concrete, physical shackles, for his fear of suffering is indeed and in deeds his spiritual shackles which robs him of his moral imaginings, his gift of forgiveness for self and the "other," and as a result his transcendence.
Goddess bless, reader!

Unearned Privilege?

Unearned Privilege?
A privilege is never earned.
One earns a wage, maybe, but definitely always a consequence.
Unearned privilege is a redundancy which bewilders further, rather than elucidates.
A privilege is bestowed upon one by society, based on one's tribal positioning, whether it be sex, "race," economics, education, et al.

One definitely always earns an external consequence, without the reciprocal carte blanche from a privilege.

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Holding a Mirror of Discernment

Holding a Mirror of Discernment
At this stage of our human devolution, all forms of "racism" are internalized, whether it comes from those with high privilege or those with low.

But there is that subtle, more insidious kind which carries with it a moral superiority borne out a form of Stockholm Syndrome or survival instinct of a "captive," and that feeds off, empowers the very thing it hates and fears.

Tony Morrison refers to it as the "defensive racism" that her father practiced and the "moral superiority" she felt she possessed, and still does, when she was banned of companionship with other folks.

How could one squarely place the onus on the "other" to disempower, dismantle "racism," when we all oppress each other inter-racially and intra-racially, and when we all have internalized "racism" in all of its insidious forms, both subtle and unconscious, referred to by scientists and sociologists as "implicit bias," and the consciously chosen, but really inherited like an anti-life gene, to practice as a way of being in our human world. Furthermore, how does one expect the "other," who benefits vastly from high privilege to surrender it without us all holding a mirror of empathy, compassion, love, and discernment for our mutual human tragedy.

Watch the apropos video clip of Toni Morrison on Charlie Rose @:
https://www.facebook.com/forharriet/videos/1298219496891500/

Our Mutual Oppression

Our Mutual Oppression
The slave master is cosmically more oppressed than his slaves, for he is far more invested in our system of reorder to abrogate our cosmic freedom to a status quo or linear order, by duping himself into believing our human construct of privilege will, has eased his existential angst by projecting far more suffering outwardly and into his slave's life; thus believing that if his slave suffers more than he does, he has successfully escaped his cosmic randomness way of being in the unruly, vast, and scary universe.

Thus, the slave master believes that he has successfully preordained his and slave's course of life experiences to a smooth linear order, and as the slave master watches his slave internalizes such reorder and negation of our cosmic randomness, he is further more entrenched in our mutual oppression or system of reorder of human experiences.

Goddess bless, reader!

Friday, March 17, 2017

A System of Reorder

A System of Reorder
Our system of oppression is borne out our vain attempt to reorder cosmic randomness.
Our system of oppression is borne out our vain attempt to abrogate our cosmic freedom.
Every human being is oppressed, for our natural state of being has been ceded over to a system of reorder, in a vain attempt to subdue and seek refuge from the vast, unruly universe we inhabit - - or so we have been bamboozled to believe for eions.
To tout the concept of "White" supremacy is to fully, actively participate in Oppression Olympics.

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Chasmal Gap

Chasmal Gap

Now that the ghost of
My imaging of you
No longer haunts me,
For her spell broken
Fragrance lost
And to Hades sent,
Since I could not reconcile
My imaginary you
With the truth of you,
For romantic love
Could not ever bridge
The chasmal gap
Of the twain.

Star-crossed Twain

Star-crossed Twain

Yesterday when I
Loved thee dear,
Untruths told
Tasted like honey
To my tongue.

Now that bitter
Experiences have
Grown perennially
Like bulbs,
Against us,
Star-crossed twain,
Their tangs
Solely remained.

Yesteryear when I
Loved thee dear,
Deviations from
The truths,
My heart and mind
Denied like my
Lexapro's side effects.

State of Morals and Ego Deconstructing

State of Morals and Ego Deconstructing
A sudden illness may reveal one's state of morals, human decency, codependency, and undermine cold, glib construction, manipulation of untruths.
The closer an illness shifts one's modus operandi to ego deconstructing, the more truths reflexively spill forth.
Having to face a sudden illness gives one a brief, but enduring glimpse into the transcendental nature of being.
The ego, when folded into an illness, atomizes to nothingness or primordial state of being.

On Love and Need

***On Love and Need***
Love and need cannot occupy the same space.
One cannot love another who one needs.
Beware of one who conflates need with love.
Love is not a need, for love is freedom.
A need is negation of cosmic freedom.
Need is the prison from which love has long flown out of its cracks.
A need is a black hole where love cannot abide wherein.
Love is light, while need is a black hole.
Need sets up an imbalance of power, which breeds distrust, resentment in any human relationship.

Need is negation of one's cosmic responsibility for our existential angst.

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Like Springes to Woodcocks


Like Springes to Woodcocks

We complemented each other only in codependency.

In intimate relationship, understanding eclipses romantic love.

With a "manhood" as flaccid as sinews of a neonate, one should not, even, be deemed likely prospect for financial provider.

Social capital, like springes to woodcocks, derived from an intimate relationship, may entrench one, with less social skills, past its natural finale.


Tribal & Human Ancestors

Tribal & Human Ancestors

One must release tribal ancestors, to one's own peace, and hold ever lightly, while always consciously discerning, to one's human ancestors.

The past no longer holds true.

The future is a lie.

The future plunders the present of its beauty.

The present is life in sublimity.

Soul's Message


Soul's Message
My soul knows
Full life I've had
(this time around)
Sweet, colorful
Decorations
Every experience
Remaining
(suffering including).