Irresponsible Monuments
"Through the Looking Glass"
Thoughts have their own minds sometimes
But I guess a rabbit hole only works if it’s not a dead end
If you close your eyes just right
You can connect the top of your head to your toes
By just feeling them
Sometimes if I open my eyes just wide enough
I can feel
Sometimes, it feels so real
It amazes me
Everything you experience is just data in your mind
And if you think about it just right,
You won’t sleep at night
Sensation is just the mind’s media to paint a picture
The body can understand
Us swimming in our own agony to convince ourselves we’re breathing
But, tell me, do you understand lemon?
All that bright bite and laughter like exploding bubbles and sharp diamonds
Do you understand soft?
All love and belonging like peaceful drowning and tint of indigo warm whisper
Do you understand primary red?
All crisp and potent like spicy yet tame,
Like first and firm square,
Like frustration of never knowing how you were made
Sometimes, our struggling is the reason we live
Sometimes, our struggling is just a front for
The fear of the risk posed by knowing
You can’t sense a soul
Did you know you can’t sense a soul?
As badly as it seems to beg to be recognized
Perception is really too subjective to tell what a soul is
No matter how wildly we try to agree
It’s all in our heads
What if we’re all pattern and programming?
What if it's all pretense?
What if--
What if we just live ?
What if we forgive and all fight fight for the good ?
What if we love rebelliously
And we don’t stop until the homeless come home
Until the hungry have eaten
Until the walls have fallen
Until the wars are all of us against the darkness ?
Don’t blame Adam and Eve
We all fell
Needy and selfishly
Can’t you see the beauty of weeds
The ego of the sun
Don’t you understand me?
Wasn’t the picture painted clearly enough that the
Vastness of ocean blue is entirely incomprehensible to you?
Don’t you feel loved?
By the trees ?
And the wind
And the seas
And the peace
And the bees
And the stars ?
And the wonderful things we create ?
And
A caring nation state ?
And
The children playing their music in the back of the car
Oblivious
To the death we’ve brought upon them ?
Polluted seas
Disappearing bees
Deforested trees
Dying coral reefs
Drying glaciers
Dying endangered species
Bullet casings
Poverty
People in power governed by money
I wonder what you believe it means
Are you aware now of your mortality?
Do you feel loved?
And what will break your heart when you realize is
We alone are the reason we flourished
And we alone are the reason we fell
If you are stranded or have misguided yourself in the wilderness
You may consider a dug well
You will begin with a stick breaking into the surface
Breaking ground
Eventually you resort to using your hands remove the dirt
You will need to keep digging to survive
If you are in the dark alone and have no guide
You may consider finding a light
You will begin with a single step and sink into the blackness
Of the enclosed room
Accept it but only for a moment
You will reach deep
Remove the obstacles
Reach the ocean
You will need to keep digging to survive
If you find yourself in a gray world misguided
You may consider hope
It isn’t visible on the surface but you sense some source of a solution
You will need to keep digging to survive
If you open your eyes just right
You can connect the sun in soft indigo sky
To the molten core of the Earth
If I close my eyes just tight enough
I can start digging
Do you ever wonder how Alice found herself
After such a hard fall?
She saw a world in her books
That was only fantasy in her world and she chased a dream down a rabbit hole
She was Lt. Marina A Hierl and Justice Sonia Sotamayor and model Indya Moore
She was us and lost
We’re in the dark
We are stranded
So dig
Dig deep, dig far
Fall in
And find yourself the source of everything you know
You have courage, intellect, creativity, determination
Keep digging
There is the mess and there is the beauty
Keep digging
There is the loss and there is the darkness
Keep digging
You are an ocean
You are the midnight stars
You are a flicker of hope
Be a fire
People have their own thoughts sometimes
But survival only works if they’re not a dead end
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