A Child’s Soul
Oh how I wish...
We could all live as children
So innocent and free
With little responsibility
Everything so beautiful
Absolutely magical
To a child not cynical
Unafraid to question
Ready to make-believe
Before we have to grieve...
Over the loss of our purity
Happiness so true
Yes, we'll have to start anew
I wish it weren't so...
That we must leave it behind
And become so very blind
We Will Be
...And all that was in existence retreated back to nothingness...
There I was. It was only "Me". Everything was unknown as I waited in the dark. Suddenly, there came a spark. "Who am I? What exactly am I? Where am I? All I can sense is this...this...solitude." Voices began to speak:
"You're not the only one!" An anxious melody...
"What am I going to do?" A fearful quivering...
"Why do I question?" Anger filling the void...
"Will I be alone forever?" Sadness lingering...
"What did I do to get here?" Shame settling..."I don't want to be here!" Hate and remorse ringing...
"Am I more than this? Why can't I be more?" Envy growing...
"What colorful voices you all have!" A tone of joy...I could sense some type of entity with each voice, although they were inside.
Then, a greater voice drowned them all out. It was Me.
"Hold on, all of you. I can't see you, but I can feel you. I'm not sure I understand all of this, but I believe we're all connected. In fact, you must be a part of me. I want to do all that I can to know everything about...us. I'll be sure not to ever let you go, if we can ever be apart."
With each word, there was a force pulling at me. The voices altogether exclaimed, "We want to be free! We want to play and explore and learn!"
A lovely, beautiful female voice boomed out just then:
"Let them go.Don't you remember the last time, my love?"
Images flooded the darkness. In an instant I knew what was going on, why, and how. I remembered...We were G.O.D., the "Governors of Dimensions". Currently, we were all in the Hall of Collision, where all the dimensions meet, trying to figure out how we want to experience ourselves this time. It was my turn to make the final decision.
"Well, my little gods, the last time this happened, things went awry. The vehicles of our choosing didn't want to understand how you work and why, so let's make sure we do this wisely, slowly, and carefully."
They agreed. "Go and Become!"The Hall had opened, and a great pushing and pulling occurred, since they could never truly be separated from their source. Particles became visible, thanks to my counterpart whom I like to call "Mother Nature". She gets a little carried away at times but she knows what she's doing. I help guide her when she is unsure. We work together all the time. We are a team, we are a family. I love Us. Several days have passed, at least in our time since we have allowed the hourglass to fill once again. Now, there were many galaxies, stars, and planets visible. The whole space was filled. The dimensions were yet again divided but never disconnected, and we all agreed to make our number one home the third rock from the sun of a beautiful galaxy I like to call "Eden's Garden", only because "Eden" is Mother Nature's real name. The parts of myself, ourself, my little gods going forth, have now targeted a primate type of creature to fully inhabit. It was a great choice so long as they don't forget who they really are and revert back to the times of separation, where primal desires rule over all. Nothing wrong with that per say, but that time period is over. They had all the time to experience what it's like to run on only "survival mode". Now is the time to be aware of us...of themselves within the dimension of time, space, and visible life. By now, they have forgotten which is the reasoning for Eden to instill the survival mode in all of life. They start at the lowest and rise to the highest, gaining experience and knowledge each time, though, unfortunately, most of it is lost due to the inter-dimensional transits. It is the final day, and they have awaken. As I watch them and how real they are, I fall in love. Love, by the way, is the greatest part of Us G.O.D.'s. I Am Always Here and There, but am not always understood. You never will understand Me as long as I'm able to oversee everything happening. You, the parts of Me that I can distinguish from being just "Me", will forever long to become individuals. At the same time, however, you will always long to become One as well. This, in turn, keeps the spirit of creation and destruction going in several dimensions, but especially yours. Never forget, always strive to grow and love, and you will come to understand You...Me...Us...the elusive Great Paradox.
Disharmony
Kohn wasn't a king, nor was he anything really special. In fact, he was just another one of the bunch, going with the flow, and maintaining his position in life, which was ultimately to preserve and care for every living thing. All was harmonic in his tiny section of the universe named, "Pulmono". One day, however, he was no longer happy with his duties. They made him feel too unimportant. Kohn wanted to be something no one would forget, speaking his name for generations to come. He never understood why he felt so different from all the Pulmonos. It's safe to say his ego had been damaged from so much work while not really knowing its true purpose.
"How shall I do this? We're all quite simple creatures here. I'm not capable of doing anything out of the ordinary, and we're all so much alike no one will really pay attention."
That's when it hit him.
"AHA! I will spread myself over this land so far and wide that it'll divide me from the rest. Then, I'll finally stand out and be heard."
Little did Kohn know, this went entirely against the laws of Pulmono. No one was allowed to make any sort of division among them unless told and given specific direction. He knew this very well up until this point. His hunger for more consumed his morality. When the time came, Kohn could not control himself any longer. He cloned himself over and over until he became unrecognizable, the opposite of what he desired. His copies pushed others out of the way and prevented them from doing their job properly as well. His new objective was to rule the whole land, as his apparent power went to his head. All of Pulmono was now in agony and they knew not how to resolve it. However, Kohn's initial dream came true. He stood out and was renamed by his kin. His new name? "Cancer"...
Decisions...Until Dessert
Early in the morning
Later in the evening
Something in between
Oatmeal, honey, and cream
Or maybe a little tangerine
Sandwich, salad, and soup
Or veggies, beans, and rice
With just enough spice
Oh yes, that'll be nice!
Dinner has arrived
Time is running thin
What shall I make?
Stuffed peppers, pilaf, taco bake?
Lentil loaf with a cauliflower steak?
Hours before bed
My taste buds long for sweet
Hello dessert, we finally meet
Ice cream sundae, you make me weak!
The Stranger I Knew
There I was, walking under the city lights. The night was young and so was I. All was quiet until I heard footsteps behind me. Turning around, I saw no presence. Walking a couple miles more, I heard someone running, again, behind me. There was no one there. I stood there, my heart racing, as I knew I was being followed. I decided to run back toward my vehicle parked in the lot just a mile ahead. As soon as I got in and locked the doors, I heard a familiar voice: "Why are you afraid of me?" My heart sunk deeper into my chest. It sounded like an elderly woman.
"Hey, it's okay. I just want to help you." I felt a hand on my shoulder.
My head slowly turned to see a woman, around the age of 75, siting next to me in the passenger's seat.
"Pardon me, but how the hell did you get in here? Were you the one following me?"
"Well, that's a complicated question with a complicated answer, I'm afraid. You know the answer, though. It's within you, but since you're lost, I'll answer it for you. You got me in here and have been following me."
"I'm sorry...I got you in here? I was following you?"
"Yes, of course. Don't you know yourself anymore? Do you recognize me?"
"No. I mean, I know who I am; however, I don't recognize you at all."
"I should've known. You're always running from me. I'm not sure what you're afraid of. We all have to face ourselves sometime, especially when our future depends on it."
"Okay, so, are you an angel or something?"
"Not really. I mean, it depends what you mean by that."
"Just...who are you?"
There was a long pause of silence. The woman looked down at the floor, looked back up while avoiding to have to look at my face.
"Well, who are YOU?" She asked with a smile across her face.
"I am me. 'Just a stranger to you."
"...and to yourself." She added to my statement. "Really though, you're no stranger, my dear...maybe to yourself, but I know you. As for me, I'm only a stranger because you refuse to accept who I am and who you're becoming."
I looked away, confused and angry. What was this woman trying to pull? I glanced at my eyes in the rear-view mirror, no longer questioning the mysterious appearance of this woman. My eyes were dark brown as always, but this time, lines defined them. Crow's feet and all...
I looked back at the woman. Her eyes were as mine.
That's when it hit me. I cried in fear and relief. My world felt like it raised to the heavens as I now had a chance to face myself once and for all. Wiping my eyes, I told her, "I'm tired of running." She took my hand and shed a tear of joy.
"There you are. We have a lot of catching up to do..."