poet – Page 2 – The Narrow Path

Burn it to the Ground.

Lighter fluid & matches

Ashes flutter in the darkness of the night

My fancy clothes, trinkets, and stuff melting into the nothingness of my once cluttered home

A weight has been lifted

Holding me back from living the life I was born to live

Freedom

Freedom from fear

Freedom from stuff

Freedom from career aspirations

Freedom from obsessing about status, money, and power.

“What designer sofa defines me as a human being?”

“The liberator who destroyed my property has realigned my perceptions.”

“It’s only when we lost everything, that we are free to do anything.”

-Fight Club

Which Path Will I Take?

There are many forks in the road.

Left or right?

Indecision paralyzes me.

Fear fills my mind.

My mind racing in circles.

Anxiety filling each moment.

Who knows where each path will go?

Maybe I could let go of this fear.

And pick up love.

Embrace the adventure that life truly is.

Curiosity can fill the space where anxiety once was.

All will work out on the path unknown.

Understanding.

When we seek to understand

Compassion grows

Where there is compassion

Love begins

Where there is love

Peace is possible

Where there is peace

Joy is found

At this beautiful moment

Transformation can occur

All Will End.

All will end

All will be okay

The sun will rise

The sun will set

Suffering will come

Suffering will go

Joy comes

Joy goes

Relationships come

Then end

For life is short

Yet infinite

Endings

Brings new beginnings

Death brings life

Life brings death

My life too will end

Bringing new life

All will end

All will be okay

My Purpose.

I woke up today

With a clear purpose

To show compassion to all beings

To help others suffer less

To bring joy to others

How will I live my purpose?

By practicing compassion

Love & peace

To shed light into the darkness

To live out my message

Holiness

Billions of humans

All which are holy

No matter

How lost

Broken

Confused

Hurt

Blinded by anger

Suffocated in fear

I vow to see the holiness in all

But first

I must treat myself

As a holy man

No matter how lost

Or broken I am.

When I’m Gone.

When I’m gone

I’ll become a flower

When I leave

I’ll become a mighty oak tree

Matter

Is infinite

Never created

Never destroyed

So can we truly die?

Or can we only transform?

Self-Worth.

Views, likes, and followers

The new currency of self-worth.

How many followers does a person need to feel important?

How many likes do you need until you feel complete?

How many views till you’re content with your life?

Will you ever be satisfied?

Let go of the constant need for outside validation.

Let go of the obsession with likes, followers, and views.

Embrace your mission.

Embrace your purpose.

Your life is much more important the number of followers you have.

Quality over quantity.

Waves.

A wave breaks at the shore.

Never to be seen again.

One wave allows room for the next.

It accepts its impermanence.

It allows for its transformation.

The wave is both impermanent & infinite.

Each drop of water is interconnected.

Within the vastness of the ocean.

So are you.

Money, Followers, & Celebrity.

Money, followers, and celebrity.

The new American dream.

How many followers do you need to be content?

How many Tesla’s will bring long-lasting joy?

Once I get 100K followers and I’ll be content.

Ten million dollars a year would be perfect.

20 million.

50 million.

Naw 100 billion.

You’re hooked.

Addicted to more.

Never satisfied.

How will you ever be free?

No amount of money.

Materials or followers.

Will bring endless happiness.

Define enough.

And you’ll find that you already have plenty of it.