solace temporary; torture temporary

bits and pieces of raggedy bone
that is the slimming of my patience
reading other poets online to be inspired
as I am exasperated, weight gain and the logic of dieting
it infuriates me; not due to non-participation, I need exercise
yet a lush-and vivid life too; to call my own
this ennui blinks and I am tundra or desert or something of barking sap
madness of impatience winning, I am no race winner. I came second place once
in Year 2, Class 2, I have the silver, white ribboned medallion. I loved running and still do
I love feeling the orbit of the earth on my soles: I have to learn to romanticise treadmills
as sexist bitches and sexist tropes don’t allow me the run I need to feel the axis of my heels
know the axis of the planet. I so want to be a projectile, yet they narrow me to mechanics
objectification of body fitness. I am just angry. Why can’t things be my way for once? God,
why do I always beg? Please give me something as you recently did. I need this. I need to run
in open spaces. For now, only for now, I will also do this liminal walking. Only because I love running
but this is a compromise temporary. I will weave my wings back somehow — God, you have to let me.▬

Our Greatest Fear by Marianne Williamson

Our Greatest Fear —Marianne Williamson

it is our light not our darkness that most frightens us

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.

We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,
talented and fabulous?

Actually, who are you not to be?

You are a child of God.

Your playing small does not serve the world.

There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other

people won’t feel insecure around you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of
God that is within us.

It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone.

And as we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people
permission to do the same.

As we are liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.

—Marianne Williamson

Often said to have been quoted in a speech by Nelson Mandela. The source is Return to Love by Marianne Williamson, Harper Collins, 1992. —Peter McLaughlin”

Ever since I heard this poem recited by Rick Gonzalez’s character Timo Cruz I have been in love with this poem.  It is one of my favourite poems of all times. Though Ctuz changed the words and excluded God I thought God made the poem more powerful as in even if you don’t believe you have to admit that the way God symbolically is used here is pretty amazing.

This poem for anyone feeling down 🙂

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Janus begging indifference

tyranny is  a crime that can be executed with patience
we are patient with our lovers while we abuse them
and our friends are wearied by our wearisome duress
but we seek to make them miserable

a foe in a friend is worse than a friend in a foe
for when your principles are ridden on
you feel jaded and get through by a jade prism
of forest and earth instead of gem and marble

you see past friends ignore you for your crimes passed
forgiveness is a quality of mercy; if you can’t forgive a crime forgivable
like a yelling match from which you both cried
can someone do the same to you?

and our sins and crimes that don’t look so grand for a secular stand
and maybe some religions will condemn but we have abused her too much
and made secularity stand for sexuality where patriarch takes his stand
and makes fun of the abused; really, check out your tax receipt and see the deceit
of getting fucked over by a cock more “potent and manly” than yours
you a pussy, oh dear, an anal job — why is it we feminize abuse?

think of your quiet beliefs and politics
Think God, where am I even though you an atheist
nothing matters on your stance if the system creates false consciousness
we have given a variety of hurts to  choose and we choose accordingly
if I say I want an anti-matter they tell me to fuck off
because they say I am a fool but wasn’t the basis of choice to choose?

clinging to the best of innocence and the worst of it
clinging to the best of experience and the worst of it
and the clung pathos and ethos of in-betweens
how come we scramble in lewd extremes all the time?
there are times when you can say or see a yes and no
but other things may need more than a black and white
like positions on cooking rice or thinking if we should buy at all

tyranny is also the freedom of cruelty and sympathy is also limits of asceticism
I am not going to abuse you with emotional ramblings or excessive yellings
I understand you. I’ll help you. I’ll inspire if I can
Can you do the same?

Let us grow cocoons for each other
chrysalise with each philosophise session
and tug out the errors we don’t want nor need
look at the flowers that shed
we think they weak
but they more sophrosyne than us
what is the use of technologically advance or a luddite’s dream

if our peopled constructs are biased beforehand to a fault? With exclusivity as an egotist trade?
Include and subtract like a crown being forged and a river breathing.▬