Poetic disbelief in the continued fighting amongst ourselves
An Open Letter to those Varied Thoughts
To the person who cannot see beyond their nose — falsely accusing others of being wrong in their views — this is not your reality or your understanding, mind your tongue.
I see the world in varied ways, not solidified in beliefs or truths — often changing course in natural directional pulls as to where I am needed to go. Ebb and flow — often spoken by the natural world, falsely transcribed by the sure-footed humans that we are — believe in the answers to our questions, sticking to our thoughts like el dante strands of flour flung to the wall.
Sticks, for a moment — ideas eventually falling to the ground — rotting — decaying in what might be nutritional value, in actuality is harmful to our inner world. This moment in time, our truth is just that, our core belief as it is — but what then — truths have proven false in the next day or year ahead.
Even this piece — similar writings by the authored pen — accusations of others — like poking the bear, claws ready for attack — those who do not see what is spoken before them. Poetic words spun vicariously through opened interpretations — inner worlds rocking to the core answered truths in the outskirts of the furthest galaxies.
A new mother giving birth — expressing their painful experiences — some relate, others cannot guard their tongue, for they know not what they are fucking thinking — or do they? Maybe the author is wrongly spreading manure on an already fertile ground of destruction — where does the intent lay?
Here ends the poetic rant.
Not to beat karmic definitions further, I draw upon the idea that it is our intent to which mirrors our reality. Marcus discusses enlightenment and accountability, but hidden in this gem is an idea that our karma is a reflection of our ideologies.
Thank you Melanie J. for your Uncommon Opinions publications, I will ask to write future pieces, on your pub, as my heart calls me to. Thank you Diana C.and all of KTHT for sharing these words in heartfelt gratitude.
Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.
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