All I See Scares Me
I believe this is true for all humans.
Fear is a factor of life.
Yet we spend our lifetimes denying it as such.
It is seen as weakness- defeat.
But maybe not.
Maybe fear is a virtue- a form.
That there is a simplistic beauty in this natural phenomena.
Maybe it takes us accepting that premise
to open up that part of ourselves
To hatch a new perspective~
To see that majesty blossom.
That in our pain we will find what makes us beautiful.
Maybe true courage isn't overcoming a fear
but rather recognizing that which makes us fearful.
Introspection into our hidden compartments
the ones we stow away or ignore.
Maybe true understanding of ones self isn't in the accomplishments-
but in what we deem as faults.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Who is to blame?
Do you ever sometimes feel helpless?
Like your desire outstretches your ability?
Like your heart flutters but your body can't move?
Its a catch 22.
You want to be there- to help
but Time or distance cant seem to catch up with you.
Its hopeless.
You just have to sit and watch it unfold.
Sit and wait.
I think every ounce of my "JuJu" is overseas.
I know its a long distance, and I hope some hasn't fallen to the depths of the Ocean,
Submerged in political clout
Because no matter what side of the war you are on
The soldiers are still humans.
They are still individuals.
And any life lost is a travesty.
I would argue they shouldn't be over there,
and that our Govt has caused this atrocity.
But where do you place the soldier?
Where do I place my friends over there?
Where do I place that one in particular- that is one of the closest people to me?
Because I don't see him as a "soldier"
I see him as the Anthropology major that got me interested in Genghis Khan.
The one that opened my eyes to perspectives I hadn't previously considered.
I see the human side.
To me he is an individual.
And I blame those that made Iraq and Afghanistan an option or rather a force.
Those that hide the option of being a "contentious objector"
I think those that enacted this are the ones at fault.
I feel the same about the Afghan people. They are individuals.
Their death is horrendous just the same.
But where is that line drawn?
Its hard to decipher.
What do you think?
Like your desire outstretches your ability?
Like your heart flutters but your body can't move?
Its a catch 22.
You want to be there- to help
but Time or distance cant seem to catch up with you.
Its hopeless.
You just have to sit and watch it unfold.
Sit and wait.
I think every ounce of my "JuJu" is overseas.
I know its a long distance, and I hope some hasn't fallen to the depths of the Ocean,
Submerged in political clout
Because no matter what side of the war you are on
The soldiers are still humans.
They are still individuals.
And any life lost is a travesty.
I would argue they shouldn't be over there,
and that our Govt has caused this atrocity.
But where do you place the soldier?
Where do I place my friends over there?
Where do I place that one in particular- that is one of the closest people to me?
Because I don't see him as a "soldier"
I see him as the Anthropology major that got me interested in Genghis Khan.
The one that opened my eyes to perspectives I hadn't previously considered.
I see the human side.
To me he is an individual.
And I blame those that made Iraq and Afghanistan an option or rather a force.
Those that hide the option of being a "contentious objector"
I think those that enacted this are the ones at fault.
I feel the same about the Afghan people. They are individuals.
Their death is horrendous just the same.
But where is that line drawn?
Its hard to decipher.
What do you think?
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
The passing of time.
I feel like I have lost something.
Misplaced a part of me.... somewhere in the unknown of existence.
but We all contain differing parts of our being.
These tears won't cease to fall from my cheeks.
And I can feel my heartbeat.
It is the loudest I have heard it beat in a long time.
Sometimes potential loss does that to us.
Makes us see our vulnerability.
Realize that we are truly alive.
I have had notable people in my life pass...
It was the hardest thing to get through,
and I am very loyal to people, before and after their life has blessed me.
I recognize how much a life means.
My heart cringes at the thought of someone dying alone.
With noone to love or caring for them.
This adds to my lifes mission.
To sincerely showcase the care I have for those in my life-
both close and far away.
And to appreciate their existence.
Some call it vulnerability
some see it as a vice.
I think true strength is beign able to put yourself out there-
exposed and open to all of the elements.
Not everyone will understand- but that is the beauty in it.
That you are the example you wish from others.
You care for those that may disagree with you,
You do whatever you can for your brethren.
You fight for what is right.
It has to be in your soul.
In your being.
But when that type of soul is diminished or taken-
It haunts you.
Hurts you to the core.
Because those type of ppl are rare.
The ones that can change your mood in an instant.
That are positive through anything,
That are pure of heart.
Those people should be missed.
Should be cared for.
Should be appreciated every day they are on earth.
Please locate those people and be the change you wish to see.
thank you.
Misplaced a part of me.... somewhere in the unknown of existence.
but We all contain differing parts of our being.
These tears won't cease to fall from my cheeks.
And I can feel my heartbeat.
It is the loudest I have heard it beat in a long time.
Sometimes potential loss does that to us.
Makes us see our vulnerability.
Realize that we are truly alive.
I have had notable people in my life pass...
It was the hardest thing to get through,
and I am very loyal to people, before and after their life has blessed me.
I recognize how much a life means.
My heart cringes at the thought of someone dying alone.
With noone to love or caring for them.
This adds to my lifes mission.
To sincerely showcase the care I have for those in my life-
both close and far away.
And to appreciate their existence.
Some call it vulnerability
some see it as a vice.
I think true strength is beign able to put yourself out there-
exposed and open to all of the elements.
Not everyone will understand- but that is the beauty in it.
That you are the example you wish from others.
You care for those that may disagree with you,
You do whatever you can for your brethren.
You fight for what is right.
It has to be in your soul.
In your being.
But when that type of soul is diminished or taken-
It haunts you.
Hurts you to the core.
Because those type of ppl are rare.
The ones that can change your mood in an instant.
That are positive through anything,
That are pure of heart.
Those people should be missed.
Should be cared for.
Should be appreciated every day they are on earth.
Please locate those people and be the change you wish to see.
thank you.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Defending Civil Liberties.
Out of the rain.
Laying myself to dry in the suns heat.
Cleansing me
and drying these tears from my eyes.
When will this stop?
When will we demand more for ourselves?
How do we find our way back down?
To get out of what we never chose to get into?
What will it take to demand respect for one anothers lives, property, and happiness?
It kills me
Tears open my idealistic soul
And makes me that much more vigilant.
Maybe i am too in tune with the envisionment of freedom.
Maybe I care too much.
Maybe I am foolish in my empathy for those that just don't know any better.
That we can change, that anyone from any part of the spectrum can be awakened to liberty.
But this weekends events have made question that.
This in particular: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=akwjAjcQnqM&feature=player_embedded
Are we preaching to ourselves?
Will we ever awaken those that blindly follow orders?
Those that don't see the danger in our friends and family being in Iraq, Sommalia, Afghanistan, or Iran?
Those that watch that link and react with acceptance of those that follow lock step to the point of inflicting violence on citizens....
Will we ever change them through logic?
Through Love?
Through this idealistic heart?
This heart that carries the worlds burdens?
What can you and I do to relieve this discontent on others?
When will we unite as a force,
not to appease one side or another
not to make friends
not to water down the message for the sake of outside groups
but to do so FOR THE MOVEMENT
to do WHAT IS RIGHT.
I am in this fight for life.
I am willing to fight.
Join me.
Lets use our lives and voices to save lives- to unite others- to use conviction to help awaken others.
Lets Band together and fight these giants out to take our freedoms from us.
LET's Defend our Civil Liberties and others lives, both domestic and abroad.
These people are us transposed. Lets look out for one another. Lets fight back.
Laying myself to dry in the suns heat.
Cleansing me
and drying these tears from my eyes.
When will this stop?
When will we demand more for ourselves?
How do we find our way back down?
To get out of what we never chose to get into?
What will it take to demand respect for one anothers lives, property, and happiness?
It kills me
Tears open my idealistic soul
And makes me that much more vigilant.
Maybe i am too in tune with the envisionment of freedom.
Maybe I care too much.
Maybe I am foolish in my empathy for those that just don't know any better.
That we can change, that anyone from any part of the spectrum can be awakened to liberty.
But this weekends events have made question that.
This in particular: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=akwjAjcQnqM&feature=player_embedded
Are we preaching to ourselves?
Will we ever awaken those that blindly follow orders?
Those that don't see the danger in our friends and family being in Iraq, Sommalia, Afghanistan, or Iran?
Those that watch that link and react with acceptance of those that follow lock step to the point of inflicting violence on citizens....
Will we ever change them through logic?
Through Love?
Through this idealistic heart?
This heart that carries the worlds burdens?
What can you and I do to relieve this discontent on others?
When will we unite as a force,
not to appease one side or another
not to make friends
not to water down the message for the sake of outside groups
but to do so FOR THE MOVEMENT
to do WHAT IS RIGHT.
I am in this fight for life.
I am willing to fight.
Join me.
Lets use our lives and voices to save lives- to unite others- to use conviction to help awaken others.
Lets Band together and fight these giants out to take our freedoms from us.
LET's Defend our Civil Liberties and others lives, both domestic and abroad.
These people are us transposed. Lets look out for one another. Lets fight back.
Monday, September 7, 2009
the disconnect
What has happened?
At what point do you lose yourself in work?
And how can you differentiate work from pleasure?
I am worn out.
My head spins like a carousel.
tired.
But still chugging. Still fighting.
Still pushing for what is right.
Are we no longer going to go back to our old life?
When my biggest worry was what my weekend would consist of
My old chamber in the Microbio lab.
Where I would excitedly put on my scrubs, head to work, and await what infectious disease I was working with that day.
And honestly- I miss it.
I miss the beautiful smell of petri dishes
Miss telling parasite stories to my colleagues and them getting it.
I miss science. sincerely.
It is so different now.
Where there isn't a time to clock out-
Where your work life and personal life are interconnected.
Where has my private life gone?
At what point did I trade in the simple life for this one?
But I have found my place in the sun,
What I adore-
this movement
those within it.
I couldn't ask for more of a purpose than what I am embedded in right now.
But I miss my friends from Atlanta and Charleston,
Miss that I can see them regularly.
Miss my family,
miss the adventures we have had.
But I finally saw its face.
Saw it creep in like the night. and show me.
this is what I am meant to do.
My calling. Fate. Purpose.
And I couldn't thank you enough for what you have done for this movement.
We have to support one another.
Loyalty.
Devotion.
We have to look out for one another.
This is my promise.
T devote myself to this movement.
Work until we achieve Liberty.
For in my heart of hearts I know we Will achieve Liberty in our Lifetime
We are brothers and sisters in this fight.
And the trivial life of yesteryear seems like a transient dream.
Who we were, who we are.
The beauty of it all is to see where we were,
and take that knowledge and reach out.
To embrace that part of ourselves, and keep it close.
Tuck it into our new selves and use it to change the world.
Changing it one relationship and one person at a time.
I breathe.
And awaken to this reality.
And I don't appreciate it enough.
we don't appreciate this movement enough.
And we tend to lose ourselves.
Burn ourselves out.
give too much
not make time for our personal selves.
But we have to look out for one another.
So if you see someone in need- please look after them.
Lets be a family within this movement!
At what point do you lose yourself in work?
And how can you differentiate work from pleasure?
I am worn out.
My head spins like a carousel.
tired.
But still chugging. Still fighting.
Still pushing for what is right.
Are we no longer going to go back to our old life?
When my biggest worry was what my weekend would consist of
My old chamber in the Microbio lab.
Where I would excitedly put on my scrubs, head to work, and await what infectious disease I was working with that day.
And honestly- I miss it.
I miss the beautiful smell of petri dishes
Miss telling parasite stories to my colleagues and them getting it.
I miss science. sincerely.
It is so different now.
Where there isn't a time to clock out-
Where your work life and personal life are interconnected.
Where has my private life gone?
At what point did I trade in the simple life for this one?
But I have found my place in the sun,
What I adore-
this movement
those within it.
I couldn't ask for more of a purpose than what I am embedded in right now.
But I miss my friends from Atlanta and Charleston,
Miss that I can see them regularly.
Miss my family,
miss the adventures we have had.
But I finally saw its face.
Saw it creep in like the night. and show me.
this is what I am meant to do.
My calling. Fate. Purpose.
And I couldn't thank you enough for what you have done for this movement.
We have to support one another.
Loyalty.
Devotion.
We have to look out for one another.
This is my promise.
T devote myself to this movement.
Work until we achieve Liberty.
For in my heart of hearts I know we Will achieve Liberty in our Lifetime
We are brothers and sisters in this fight.
And the trivial life of yesteryear seems like a transient dream.
Who we were, who we are.
The beauty of it all is to see where we were,
and take that knowledge and reach out.
To embrace that part of ourselves, and keep it close.
Tuck it into our new selves and use it to change the world.
Changing it one relationship and one person at a time.
I breathe.
And awaken to this reality.
And I don't appreciate it enough.
we don't appreciate this movement enough.
And we tend to lose ourselves.
Burn ourselves out.
give too much
not make time for our personal selves.
But we have to look out for one another.
So if you see someone in need- please look after them.
Lets be a family within this movement!
Friday, July 31, 2009
Autonomy and the movement
How many flights must we take until we realize that we can soar above the clouds on our own?
That the limitation of gravity is a fallacy?
All we have to do is wake up.
The images we see are truly upside down- Our mind flips them.
How does this reality the truth confine us to the audacity of gravity and physics grasp on our lives?
We need to wake up.
No one limits you but yourself.
YOU hold yourself in bondage.
You choose to follow lies.
You choose to believe half truths.
When will we make our own dreams?
When do we say no to government intrusions?
When will us as a people deny our privacy rights from being taken?
When will we reject the status quo?
When do we fight instead of merely react?
This reality isn't my dream.
It isn't the life I want to live.
And I will not stop until my desires for myself are met.
For me-
For my family-
For the future of the young liberty lovers out there.
We fight for you.
Let's not mitigate the movement to borders and limiting forces, but rather to all of the revolutionaries out there.
Lets change the way we live.
Lets decide for ourselves what to accept.
Lets meet our Own needs instead of forcing it from others.
Lets unite under the banner of Love.
Lets unite under the notion that as individuals, our autonomy limits us in nothing but the use of force on others.
Lets wake ourselves, then spend our lives unchaining others.
We can enact this change- all we need to do is reject what we have been given and begin to fight.
That the limitation of gravity is a fallacy?
All we have to do is wake up.
The images we see are truly upside down- Our mind flips them.
How does this reality the truth confine us to the audacity of gravity and physics grasp on our lives?
We need to wake up.
No one limits you but yourself.
YOU hold yourself in bondage.
You choose to follow lies.
You choose to believe half truths.
When will we make our own dreams?
When do we say no to government intrusions?
When will us as a people deny our privacy rights from being taken?
When will we reject the status quo?
When do we fight instead of merely react?
This reality isn't my dream.
It isn't the life I want to live.
And I will not stop until my desires for myself are met.
For me-
For my family-
For the future of the young liberty lovers out there.
We fight for you.
Let's not mitigate the movement to borders and limiting forces, but rather to all of the revolutionaries out there.
Lets change the way we live.
Lets decide for ourselves what to accept.
Lets meet our Own needs instead of forcing it from others.
Lets unite under the banner of Love.
Lets unite under the notion that as individuals, our autonomy limits us in nothing but the use of force on others.
Lets wake ourselves, then spend our lives unchaining others.
We can enact this change- all we need to do is reject what we have been given and begin to fight.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Waking Life
Sometimes I think about levitation.
Not in the sense of a spiritual phenomena
but rather the physics behind it.
To rise,
Staring into the eyes of Gravity
and rejecting its existence.
Equating you with a feather blowing in the wind.
How beautiful those moments are.
When we learn to let go.
When we allow ourselves to rise above the constraints of this world.
when we truly live.
We allow material representations synonymous with gravity keep us from acheiving our potential.
I reject this notion.
Lets release our fears- our limitations- our grasp on control or its force on us.
Lets float above this, and focus on what we could be rather than what someone else says we are.
Lets truly live.
Lets awaken life.
Not in the sense of a spiritual phenomena
but rather the physics behind it.
To rise,
Staring into the eyes of Gravity
and rejecting its existence.
Equating you with a feather blowing in the wind.
How beautiful those moments are.
When we learn to let go.
When we allow ourselves to rise above the constraints of this world.
when we truly live.
We allow material representations synonymous with gravity keep us from acheiving our potential.
I reject this notion.
Lets release our fears- our limitations- our grasp on control or its force on us.
Lets float above this, and focus on what we could be rather than what someone else says we are.
Lets truly live.
Lets awaken life.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
The beauty of fear s demise
To wait.
anticipation growing
that never ending sleep that I find myself clinging to
for all I see
scares me.
What causes fear to sit in our chest?
to capsulate our hearts?
to leave us lying dormant?
anticipating intent
clouding our miniature window of perception
When will we learn to break the glass?
to see the world for what it truly is?
beyond the range and limitations of this world?
That this being- this realm
means nothing-
that shattering the glass ceiling- still leaves you cut and bleeding?
The world- if you enslave yourself to imprison yourself to its mediums and traditions
will limit you
and what you can achieve.
We need to look beyond this fear
and this physical illusion
Learn to truly awaken
stop enslaving ourselves- and one another
and break free form the constraints of fear, and perception.
Lets learn what it truly means to love
to care for others and ourselves
to truly appreciate what is around us.
rather than fight- lets awaken to the notion of beauty within every thorn.
Learn to look at those wrinkles-
and instead of seeing pain
realize that those folds are moment in time
moments that taught you
allowed you to appreciate this moment.
taught you how to appreciate fully
how to truly love
and how to accept truth.
Lets stand up for ourselves
and fight back in methods of love and solitude.
Lets unite
and stand together.
Fear may try to distract us-
but these relationships we make with one another are the way to freedom.
True freedom.
anticipation growing
that never ending sleep that I find myself clinging to
for all I see
scares me.
What causes fear to sit in our chest?
to capsulate our hearts?
to leave us lying dormant?
anticipating intent
clouding our miniature window of perception
When will we learn to break the glass?
to see the world for what it truly is?
beyond the range and limitations of this world?
That this being- this realm
means nothing-
that shattering the glass ceiling- still leaves you cut and bleeding?
The world- if you enslave yourself to imprison yourself to its mediums and traditions
will limit you
and what you can achieve.
We need to look beyond this fear
and this physical illusion
Learn to truly awaken
stop enslaving ourselves- and one another
and break free form the constraints of fear, and perception.
Lets learn what it truly means to love
to care for others and ourselves
to truly appreciate what is around us.
rather than fight- lets awaken to the notion of beauty within every thorn.
Learn to look at those wrinkles-
and instead of seeing pain
realize that those folds are moment in time
moments that taught you
allowed you to appreciate this moment.
taught you how to appreciate fully
how to truly love
and how to accept truth.
Lets stand up for ourselves
and fight back in methods of love and solitude.
Lets unite
and stand together.
Fear may try to distract us-
but these relationships we make with one another are the way to freedom.
True freedom.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Sunshine
the ripple in the oceans waves moved me that day
Led me to a place inside myself I had long forgotten about
potentially abandoned.
And I saw the world for what it truly was.
and I embraced it.
the purity in the breeze,
the longing in the suns kiss on my cheeks.
I witnessed it.
for my very own
I awoke from that cave
traveling up the ascent.
and into the reality of the world
the realization that this world is beyond this materialistic realm
its about our hearts.
our appreciation
our sincerity
Its about that heart beat.
our hearts tap to someone elses ears.
and i felt that again.
what i felt when i was a child.
that moment
as my ear was hearing the echoing of that hearts thump
I travelled back to that moment
when everything in this world made sense.
when I awoke in Plato's cave
and experienced the world anew.
when I could lay with that sun and its shine forever
when leaving its presence was my only fear in the world.
Led me to a place inside myself I had long forgotten about
potentially abandoned.
And I saw the world for what it truly was.
and I embraced it.
the purity in the breeze,
the longing in the suns kiss on my cheeks.
I witnessed it.
for my very own
I awoke from that cave
traveling up the ascent.
and into the reality of the world
the realization that this world is beyond this materialistic realm
its about our hearts.
our appreciation
our sincerity
Its about that heart beat.
our hearts tap to someone elses ears.
and i felt that again.
what i felt when i was a child.
that moment
as my ear was hearing the echoing of that hearts thump
I travelled back to that moment
when everything in this world made sense.
when I awoke in Plato's cave
and experienced the world anew.
when I could lay with that sun and its shine forever
when leaving its presence was my only fear in the world.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Disrespect is an artform
Moments hit us sometimes
Shut us down immediately.
I hate those moments.
Maybe its my perception taking hold of myself.
Maybe reality isn't as I proposed.
Either way-
things happen as they will to a varying degree.
But I refuse to be brought down by unresponsive ears.
Refuse to give time to those who, in a moment's notice, will disrespect you in their voice.
Respect is earned.
And if someone gives their effort, time, distance, and strength towards helping you out- you never disrespect them.
Learning lessons is hard- but needed.
that is something I am learning.
I had become a simple souvenir of someone's kill
how does one disengage?
Disrespect is an artform.
Shut us down immediately.
I hate those moments.
Maybe its my perception taking hold of myself.
Maybe reality isn't as I proposed.
Either way-
things happen as they will to a varying degree.
But I refuse to be brought down by unresponsive ears.
Refuse to give time to those who, in a moment's notice, will disrespect you in their voice.
Respect is earned.
And if someone gives their effort, time, distance, and strength towards helping you out- you never disrespect them.
Learning lessons is hard- but needed.
that is something I am learning.
I had become a simple souvenir of someone's kill
how does one disengage?
Disrespect is an artform.
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