Earth is exile from heaven or time out from hell
Depending on one’s outlook. Each in its own way
Teaches lessons of living while stationed on board
This space ship of a home. But by nature’s accord
Is its course planned and plotted. Behaviors aweigh,
Human creatures upon her don’t steer very well.
Sometimes I’m not behaving at all in the way
That others find delightful. I piss people off.
In a matter of time everyone I’ll have known
I’ll have alienated until I’m alone.
Anything I accomplish most others will scoff.
I’m a tough pill to swallow. With me do not play.
Creatures want to feel better. That’s all it’s about.
It’s import is tremendous. It can’t be denied.
But the guidance available is too immense.
Others lead with no sense of their omnipotence.
Their advice may be worthless if it is applied
So to put one’s faith in it, one dallies with doubt.
The most futile of efforts throughout history
Is to try to please others. It leads to distress
To the body and spirit. It fucks with the mind.
People are at a place now where being unkind
Is a full blown addiction. One has full access
To the absolute guidance of divinity.