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Stop Trying To Please Others

The Most Foolish of Errands

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.

Wanting Money To Come

Financial Struggle

Out of myself, and dangerously, so to speak,
Purgatory is manifest, and that is all
That consumes too much energy. It shouldn’t be
Wasted on idle worrying incessantly.
How could I ever get used to feeling so small?
I do not want to see the contents of my creek.

Constant is the dilemma. To get things to flow,
Like the blood through its vessels, or current through wires…
Takes what I’m sorely lacking. All that I can do
Is exist in psychosis, always feeling blue.
Rather than pumping increase into my desires
Can I lessen resistance and mitigate woe?

Paralyzed by depression, the motion I need
To take place in an instant takes forever long.
In the meantime, as creditors’ calls gain in strength,
Fear that I will end up going to any length
To escape the torment including doing wrong
Eats away at my essence. For freedom I plead.

There is balance between my belief and desire.
How I can best achieve it is not to feel bad.
It’s one hell of a challenge given how things are.
I must know that relief from my pain isn’t far.
Can I honor this journey and learn to be glad
Even though my circumstances seem so damned dire?

In the realm of the spirit, I promised that I
Would have many desires – some of them very strong,
And that I’d know the difference, by how I feel,
Whether or not I’m close to my chosen ideal.
I can do nothing else but stay where I belong –
In that state of allowing, not needing to try.