Freedom, joy?

the_right_place____by_michelch

Daily, I struggle in this world of narcissists and the ignorant. I am not perfect, no where near such. But it would be an absolute pleasure to hear realism expressed. When I ask you: ‘How are you doing?’ and you say; ‘yeah, I’m good”. When what you really mean is: ‘I really don’t know, things are pretty rough right now’. We are all living in some kind of fantasy… every day is exactly the same the same when we are are in reality seeking something else. But we keep behaving the same way, pushing our fear down enough to exist but not enough to become more than we are.

Trauma.

It owns us.

Freedom is not simple.

Challenge the gods within yourself and choose to believe…

but, is everything around you exactly as it seems?

Is who you see in your reflection too hard to see…

That is where we start.

Looking in the eyes we see daily.

Loving them, no matter what.

No matter what.

Love them, no matter what.

No matter what,

love them…

an example of joy in life

Words errant

image courtesy of Michel-Lag-Chavarria

Ear parcel: Gods gonna cut you down

 

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Love Song – las primera

Gray_love_by_aTTe_1 (1)

Grace of the mundane

Deep eyes, a bewitching soul

Smile shy beauty, smile

 

Fear rattles your truth

Breathe deep gentle soul, be calm

Loveliness becomes you

 

Pronounce your true words

Move through old and bitter doubt

Now become yourself

 

This is a little series of love songs I am starting. They are written for my beloved self…

 

words errant satiety image courtesy of aTTe-1 on deviantART