Terrified of What We Might Become

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A moment in time.

Submitted: March 23, 2019

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And, then after my breath was taken away from me, there became a void.

A vacuum.

 

So, then it was, there in the silent spaces that separates us, gasping for just enough to air speak and to say one last thing, I chose the silence of myself over the voice of the one that had a compelling ear to listen upon; listening softly for the sound.

 

Just doing.

 

I. Me.

 

Still listening, still searching with a pin drop accuracy at my strength, the strength to be emotional, the strength to be wise, the strength to be kind and walk into places I have never been before;

just doing.

 

I. Me.

 

Not here by accident. All my dreams and imaginative thoughts of a better time are not the long gone past days, for me to wish better upon.'I am here for one reason.

 

It is quite different than the reason of many others, and that is fine; everyone should have a cause that drives them forward, pushing them to edge of their own self; I can only say this, finally as if a first chapter book that all must read:

 

 The Art Of Work:

 

I, will never know what I am doing. Such is the intelligence of my heart.

 

Us.

 

We have to grow, life is absolute change and chaos and we have to be adaptable. The balance of actual hard work, in order to understand what makes us feel. 

 

I do what feels right to me, I pursue my heart.

 

We, should, as I; me and you together. Us.


Follow a combination of your head and heart, (your intuition is important, your gut a little bit more); We are on my own, we do not owe anybody anything, we do it from our own experience and heart.
You love what you love, (be they people or your passions), yet some of them have not been thought about today. You're a big fan of someone, yet, you went about your own way.


That is what is going to become of me and you, by the way. They are going to be upset when we are gone, but they are going to move on.


Their will be so many other facebook posts, that others will see, as they go about their business and forget these ones, tomorrow.


And, this is where we find ourselves today.

 

Be angry, not hateful. Show compassion. Have understanding. But, do not ever, EVER, waste your time for the sake of a fool. There is plenty of tea and pillows in the corner of the room for them to rest with and take their own trying to figure who they are and what they want to do.

 

In the meantime, just say WAKE UP, hope for the best, and go about your own day.


As long as I am happy with who I am, what I have done, my decisions, from the heart, from the core, then other people will resonate with that, hopefully getting something out of that, helping them to move forward.


Just doing...


So, whatever you do, just know  it is more than sum of all its parts; there is more to who we are.

And, then after my breath was taken away from me, there became a void.

Just doing....


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