Isn’t this life interesting. I decided to pick up this “draft” titled “Revelations.” I began writing this the day after my birthday, which is December 13th. At The Inspired Mic Thursday evening (January 16, 2020), I used a “revelation” in my presentation.
Earlier in the day on January 16th, this thought popped into my head – “The life I thought I knew, in retrospect, was never really true to my vision…at every point.” This is true on the big things (like I once believed our government was dedicated to helping us…) to the small things (like my mother telling me in the late 1960’s that my 4000 bottle caps I’d collected were worthless trash and should be thrown away).
I really miss my naivety when it comes to our government and courts. If any shred of confidence in our court system remained after the O.J. Simpson fiasco, they all disappeared with the four-years I stressed through battling for my children in court.
Other things popped up at that Inspired Mic, like how living in the moment is not always great. In fact, the experience can be downright shitty.
Soooo, I ran across the beginnings of “Revelations” today. I enjoyed this beginning. There are only 5 lines written, the first 5. I will now pick up where I left off over a month ago, simply because the writing intrigues me and I desire to complete this. I’m sure my thoughts and conceptualizations are different now than then, but I’ve learned this does not matter.
Concepts and thoughts and weaving dreams
No futures guessed, no calculated streams
Simply life and flow with all myriad highs and lows
Time to reach out, live, smile till it shows
Our cycle waxes and wanes like our heavenly moon
Answers to our questions never arriving soon
Yet life excites itself to gladness, sadness, and all between
With only truth left unseen
Truth, that nebulous, ever-changing beast
Never appearing apparent nor alive in the least
Elusive, not effusive, certainly not inclusive
Of the true needs welling from deep inside
No amount of thinking or emotions felt
Extends our allotted time dealt
We work so hard not to die
While life sits back, draws a sigh
Our foolishness decorated by our creations
Our distractions fully laced gyrations
Refocusing all we should be learning
We wonder why we’re always yearning
One day, all this ends
Our loves, our families, our friends
What will we think when we know our folly
My bet says we won’t be jolly
But know this, the time is ever ripe
No need to argue, battle or snipe
Our lives, your life, rests easy before you
So simple yet difficult to embrace what’s true
Live your moments when you can
Live the soft times, woman or man
Live the hard times though filled with torment
Live your life best when in the moment….
Ah, who knows. I’m at work and I need to be getting back to it. I thought I might do something to clean up some of my “beginnings” which never attained the “moment” where I spent the time to finish. One down, who knows how many hundred to go… 🙂