Showing posts with label awareness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label awareness. Show all posts

Saturday, December 26, 2020

Narratively speaking

We are in control. 

Our situation is not hopeless.

We have a say so.

We have the power contrary to all unpopular belief.

We have and are advancing at an expedient pace.

We will not be silenced nor muzzled until we win this race.

We are now among the elite that are responsible for turning the wheels to this machine were all inside of.

We set the bar.

We overcome all obstacles set in our path.

We push forward through our pain

We shatter our limits and break through barriers too.

We continuously find the strength to power though.

We contiuisly make a mockery of all that doubt us and tell us what we can not do.

No matter how much they try to tarnish our image or sully our names.... We still find a way to stand stand tall.

We remain bold and defiant.

We don't back down.

We triumph in the face of adversity.

We control the horizontal.

We control the vertical.

We "are" the air waves.

They are just glorified distortion.

White noise.

Feedback.

It might be their station but it's our show.

We are not the images they try to sell the people on.

We transced the box they try to place us in.

Adjust your set.

Is the image clear now?

Can you see our win?


hallziespoetrycorner: Poetry with a passion. Poetry for all occasions ™️

HLH 12/ 26/20










 

Thursday, October 29, 2020

INSIDE VOICE

 I was having a problem but wasn't quite sure on how to approach it.

I paced back and forth and around and around.

I was burden with anxiety.

Riddled with uncertainty and drowning in doubt.

I was perplexed.

Confused to say the least.

I sat and sat.

I pondered and pondered.

Yet I kept on drawing blanks.

The answer I was seeking  kept alluding me.

Then I finally decided to hit streets.

Someone must know how to solve this problem.

Some one must have the key.

I sat out  on my journey determined to find a clue.

I needed an answer.

I needed someone to tell me what I should do.

The first person I came across was wisdom.

I began to ask wisdom to help me out but wisdom interrupted me in mid speech and said, "I already know what this is all about."

I could tell you what you want to know, but you will not be able to fully grasp it in your current state of mind.

Stay traveling down this path to until you reach a plateau. 

Once you see it call out for the one called consciousness and they will tell you what you need to know.

I thanked wisdom and then departed swiftly.

I walked until I reached the plateau

I called out to consciousness and consciousness responded back.

Then as I was about to ask my question Conciouness handed me a key. 

Then told me to take the key to knowledge and knowlede would reviel the answer I seek.

I asked Conciouness how do get to  Knowledge.

Conciouness replied,"Stay on this path until you see a large tree."

Knowledge will be perched under it and waiting for this key.

I walked a little further until I reached the tree.

Sure enough, knowledge was resting comfortably and looking as if he was expecting  me.

I waswwas from all that traveling. I couldn't muster the strength to speak. 

I just handed knowledge the key.

Knowledge pulled out a box and handed me the box along with the key. Then told me to open it and I'll finally get the answer I seek.

I opened the box and found a peculiar sight.

The box contained the letters N and R and hand mirror. 

I looked at knowledge and asked knowledge to explain.

Knowledge said you already know.

Put all the items together and keep saying it until it becomes plain.

I looked at the items again.

I said, NR mirror.

No that wasn't it.

Then I said,N R reflection."

No. That didn't sound quite right either.

The I said N R a flection of me.

NR...me?

NR...me?.

NR me?

I scratched my forehead and furrowed my brow.

Then I tried saying it again out loud.

N R me.

Yes.

That was it.

Why did take me that long long to see.

The answer I was seeking was before me the whole time.

It was the "inner" me.

 

hallziespoetrycorner:Poetry with a passion. Poetry for all occasions.™️

HLH 10/29/20©️











Tuesday, November 23, 2010

The art of me


Today I’m off to a fresh start.
I’m leaving tomorrow behind and working on my futures art.
I’m dipping my brush and pushing my pen.
I’m not worried about past blotches nor blunders.
I’m not concentrating on the clocks’ ticking thunder.
I’m creating.
I’m just flowing not debating.
No hang-ups or frowns.
No new cases of the get me downs.
What am I making you ask?
I’ll tell you when I know.
Right now. I'm just enjoying the task.

copyright 11/23/10 HLH

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Why Brotha?


Why brotha do you swear so much?/


Why brotha are you quick to anger and even quicker to mistrust?/


Why do speak to your tender flower like a whore?
Why do you think openly expressing your emotions are gay?/


How come when your burden down with problems you turn to the bottle instread of pray?/


Why brotha do you blame the white man for all your short comings in life?/


Why do feel you must kill another to earn your stripes?/


Why is it that you have the craving to sleep with any woman you can find; yet are not truly content until you have bedded mine?/


Why educated brotha do you call me a thug?/


Why older brotha won't you show your younger brotha love?/


Why brotha are you so brazen, so arrogant, so bold?


Why brotha do you lack a zest for life?


Why brotha are you so damn cold?

copyright 10/20/10 HLH