Life Is Deaf

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Originally published PhiloSusi 12/31/16, reposted with minor revisions 

Crying out in an I Don’t Care World.
The answer is silence. Crickets…

It doesn’t pay attention; life continues.

Understand that. Know it.
Try not to feel hurt by it.
Keep moving… one foot in front of the other.

Strength can come again. Just let it.
Don’t let the indifference of life determine if you’ll accept it.

Keep speaking despite the obvious disability of existence.
The beauty comes when you hear the truth you need.

In reality, life is not the teacher.
But you must be a willing student.

Learned

we come from humble beginnings
so innocent and naive

brainwashed perhaps
but learning independently

we rise to meet our challenges
of the day to day and life in general

eschewing what we’ve been told
grabbing life by our experience

putting into practice what makes sense
living our lives honestly

an honest trek forwards
to the destiny we prefer

it is the future we want
learned from ghosts of the past

Summon Your Strength

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I Write Her

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Mastery – it’s in you.

Don’t you know that? You mustn’t fear it.

Request the presence of greatness.

Open yourself to be filled with it.

Experience the fibers of your neural pathways strengthening, your veins expanding, and your muscles glowing powerfully.

Then,

Breathe in success and

Taste the accomplishment of your own doing.

A god can’t do that for you.

Never has, never will.

Unclasp and do.

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I’m The Key

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I Write Her

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Darkness, frustration, anger, sadness.

Feeling sorry for myself.

Wallowing going nowhere.

Chance, opportunity, action, other’s opening that door. It’s all relative.

But it can’t happen without me.

I need to be in it. I need to want to go towards awareness, progress, and enlightenment.

Today. Let me be the tumbler moving in the right direction.

Unlocking myself now…

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The Taste Of Yesteryears

a smell, a sound or a ghost
pins us back in time
a duality in the timeline
one foot in reality
the other in the past

echoes of the familiar
trap us quite robustly
forcing a face-to-face
as harsh realities present
a reckoning of our actions

will we learn
or are we doomed
to repeat the recollections
over and over
in our unsatisfying dreams

What To Do

what begins as lust
ends as a malady labelled “sin”
blissfully ignorant
just enjoying the moment

young and reckless
we are so guilty
given our inexperience
tough lessons to be learned

chlamydia, syphilis, gonorrhea,
HIV, herpes, venereal warts and more
the afflictions of the un-careful
the consequences of non-protected fun

so if you don’t want to experience
mortification, embarrassment or symptoms
and loss of sexual partners
protect your privates

This has been your PSA for the day! 😉

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You got close to me in a way I’d never felt before.
Your sensual touch took my breath away.
Your fingers left a trail of goosebumps down every bit of my body.
You bathed me in love and surrounded me with comfort.
Your kisses left me weak and all in.

We played well for years.
We fought the world and won.
We ensured the next generation felt loved.
We made a home.
We had joy.

They looked in and saw happiness.
They were envious.
They felt we got love right.
They tried to catch our affection.
They wished they were us.

Then…

I was missing the love.
I felt bereft.
I ached for you.
I waited for you.
I wanted you still.

She insinuated herself into our love.
She was bright, shiny and new.
She was trouble.
She got in our way.
She destroyed us.

He saw my worth.
He proclaimed his desire.
He soothed my pain.
He eased my tears.
He was my friend.

It forced honesty.
It helped me find understanding.
It propelled me into a new reality.
It changed me.
It saved me.

Me, I got a lot of work to do.
Me, figuring things out.
Me, facing all my demons.
Me, fighting for myself.
Me, getting it all right.

Us, starting again.
Us, hurting all over to fix our love.
Us, going forward and taking two steps back.
Us, loving each other anyway.
Us, doing it together.