I see.
You and me
and all of us
have these moments
too impossible to mention.
We think they are
too feeble to mean anything.
So we cover them up
with beautiful
and exciting adventures
and forget all about them.
We delude
our potential.
We promise ourselves that
we shall live every ounce of this wretched life
to the fullest.
Wasting time is sinful.
Living,
forcibly is a deafening
churning
conspicuous turmoil.
A flagrant legacy.
Every silent minute spent in search of
your own truths and standards
apart from the ruling belief system
is punishable by social rejection.
Which is like death
for a living being.
Our weakness
makes us fold.
Obeisant.
As if we are unable
and unworthy to discover
and develop our own morals.
Our self-worth.
That is something
all of them have feared
always.
Because they know
we have the only true
heavenly mandate over our own spirit.
They dread the day that
this innate consciousness will truly open up
on us.
Then we will all push them away
for something far bigger
and far simpler.
I say
most compassion is superficial.
Helping others exceeds
feeding,
dressing
or housing them.
It is more than merely saving
or absolving them.
And it certainly is the opposite
of helping them realize
by shrewd and deceitful reasoning
that their dying position
is a path of merit.
A spiny climb
to compensation.
I believe
that in our last moments
all forgotten
feeble emotions
will align like the planets sometimes do.
And you will feel them accumulate
into regret.
You should have explored them
when you had the chance.
In a way
you knew
it had to be done.
Now it is too late.
Back then
when you buried
and repressed them
you were clearly aware
this settlement
would come.
Now all you can do
is recite the cryptic questions
and oracular babble
in obscure tongues
from the book without answers.
What profound lows
have we diminished ourselves to.
What intricate labyrinths
they have devised for us
to get lost in.
To lose ourselves in.
You just wasted
your years on
something that was way less
than what you already had
before the outset.
Close your eyes
and you will discover everything.
Finally the intrigue
will no longer be able to pull you down.
The shallow lies
do not stretch beyond
the boundaries they claim to govern.
True freedom awaits.
Lightyears away
from any pathetic perception of
appraisal
judgement
verdict
or sentence.