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Sea

Branches with silver leaves

Swaying gently in the breeze

Behind it a blue morning sky,

Announcing the day to come.

The smell of the sea stings a little,

The sounds of waves crashing in the distance

Remind you of where you are.


And you hear something new,

A guitar, not far,

Voices singing with that morning dissonance,

Inviting heads to turn,

People to come out of tents,

Other morning voices to join.


For a moment,

Despite how

Tired,

Sunburned,

Mosquito-bitten,

Or dirty

You might be,

It feels like you’ve found a patch of heaven on earth.

In this moment everything is fine.

You start humming along to the song,

Slowly getting up from the place you slept,

And you feel like you’ve been here all your life.

You know these strangers by name,

Somehow in the night they became family,

Uncomplicated and open,

And you’re finally home.

 
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Posted by on 6 July 2020 in lost things

 

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Differences

They’re kind to me, they feed me and shelter me and love me. But they can also be harsh. They obsess over the future and the past, often not seeing the present as anything other than a means for reaching the future. According to them (or at least one of them) I must always be doing something productive for the long run. They put me in a cage. To help me achieve my goals they say. Focus on what’s real! It’s the only thing that really counts in life they say. Too often they trim my wings, pulling me back down to earth. They do not realise that I need the time I “waste” to be “wasted”. They do not understand that what they see as useless can mean a lot to me. I fear that though they do not mean to, they oppress me. And I fear that because of this I may never fly again lest it be some measly hop with shoulders too heavy and wings too short to take off.
I do know that I must prepare for the future, but must I really spend every minute of my time doing so? I value the present as I discard the past and strive towards the future. I might need help, but I also need the freedom to have to ask for that help and not have it forced upon me.
If I focus on what is real and only that, life becomes unbearable… Not because bad things have happened to me but because there is already so little freedom in life, according to how well you do you can go on to do certain things, the rest is achieved with money. Nothing can be achieved only through dreams anymore and we are slaves of the society we call free. So sometimes, I need to get away from that, to imagine I can do anything and be anyone, break the rules, because there is so little I can do in real life.
I hope you understand me, we are all different people with different ways of living, some of which are incompatible. We should acknowledge that and try to adapt to make sure everyone has what they need. Be open and try to understand people, that’s where you learn the most important things. In fact I think when we meet people, we can often say that we learn them and if you look deeper into someone, the chances are you’ll find something you never knew was there. Everyone has a secret, and people are not always who you think they are

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*For those who don’t know me I tend to be a little hyperbolic sometimes (curtesy of my overactive imagination which is more often a blessing than a curse 🙂 )

 
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Posted by on 4 August 2014 in Banzaï

 

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