I left the heater on last night
with the window open
Most people aren’t very observant
including myself
We are lost in what we want
and nothing else matters
not love
or the present
We can’t fight this fundamental need
but we might be able to surrender to it.
It’s comforting to know, something could be happening under the noses of the people I know, and they wouldn’t know
Any changes that happen, within ourselves, we must advertise, or so we think
“I’ve started this new diet—where I eat salad every three hours.”
or “I’ve decided to work-out three times a day.”
or “If I write three times a day, I’ll become a writer.”
Nobody really listens—including ourselves.
I had this dream about running into somebody I know in the department store
wherever I went, they kept bumping into me, but we didn’t want to talk to each other
Eventually, I had to say “Hi” because the coincidences were too high
and we were forced to eat lunch together—being polite.
It’s not that I dislike this person—it’s just that I am very uncomfortable being around them
for no apparent reason.
I trust these feelings—and I no longer feel guilty.
I’m thankful that my higher self, chooses my friends for me.
We must decide what we are going to do with every day of our lives
and if you have that—you have a life.
Without some grand purpose we have built-up in our minds—life is just a prison
and death is a reprieve.
I’ve spent years unconsciously—selecting bits and pieces of characters—fictional and real—who I would like to be
they all are strange—in their own way
and I have become them—something I admire.
Whether or not this life is sustainable—only time will tell
it laughs at us all, and to laugh with time
is to do the most important thing
each day.
Intellectual Shaman 
Good read.
I live with a mild fear of allowing myself the pleasure of good reads. For such as your “higher self,” that curious deja vu sane people experience, believing that walking through a manure pile thinking I won’t later myself smell something akin to cow shit, I worry my creative efforts will be modified, that I won’t write “me.”
Hope I’m stronger than that. That I can be me, write me, and still enjoy the talents of others, of great reads.
Like yours. Thanks.
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Thanks for reading Spwilcen! I’m glad that you enjoyed the read! 🙂
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Oh. Forgot. Watch. Things are afoot… They just take time.
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I love reading your stuff. Always gain some insight. Lately I’m starting to pay attention to how I feel around people, and no longer feel guilty if I dislike them for reasons I can’t pin down.
like you said, we have to let our higher self choose friends for us 🙂
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I’m so glad that you get something out of my writing LiziRose! Yes–we should pay attention to how others make us feel–and not ignore it! 🙂 Thanks for sharing your thoughts!!!
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thanks for sharing your writing!
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“We must decide what we are going to do with every day of our lives
and if you have that—you have a life.”
Choices. We get to choose what the important things are.
*smiling* please shut the window tightly when you turn on the hearted. Please. Thanks. 👏
Lovely poem. Thanks for sharing it.
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I’m so glad that you enjoyed it Selma Martin!!! 🙂 Thanks for reading and commenting! 🙂
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I meant, heater: you know, right. 😂
It’s my pleasure. Lovely poem. Xo
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