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The Game Of Satisfaction

The Game Of Happy Living

As I’m having a good time and things go my way,
I delight in the process and manifest more
In the way of fulfillment. I may go along
Until some ‘what if’ happens and something goes wrong
When I’m faced with an issue that I can’t ignore
Then I must find the best way to feel more ok.

History and old habits have nothing to do
With the new ever presence that this moment holds.
My thoughts are where I left them last, and there they stay
And become a trip hazard some God awful day.
Do I have any say in how my life unfolds?
Getting rid of the old stuff makes room for what’s new.

I can stop the self-sabotage. I’ll think about
The issue in a way that feels better by far
Than the dwelling upon it. ‘What if’s’ can be good.
A game can be made of life that is understood
To leave me in contentment. The way that things are
Shall evolve as they should. I have nary a doubt.

So, I do keep a journal; this one and one more
With a line down the center and separate sides.
On the satisfied half go all happy events.
On the other, the troubled heart and its contents.
Putting them in a new place, I’m making great strides
In my human development – none like before.

Why Do People Ignore Me?

Unlike Eyes Repel

If I could be a fly on the wall in the minds
Of the people who know me, what would I find out?
I may know by osmosis or telepathy.
Compound eyes has the fly, but my own cannot see
Why most people ignore me. So riddled with doubt
That I turn to the occult and things of those kinds.

I do find the true answer by looking within
Where the soul has a dark space that I cannot hide
Nor can I hide within it because it’s so dark
That I’m blind even to my apparent birthmark
To be worn on the outside with much pride implied.
There are reasons why I get under my own skin.

A complex of bad habits, like talking too much
About only myself and not letting folks speak
Drive a wedge between me and all others I meet.
People do like to talk but not due to conceit.
It’s that sense of communion that most people seek.
Personality often is used as a crutch.

I don’t want to be ‘negative’ yet it’s my way
Of dissecting the challenges life offers me.
I should keep to my own self my piss poor outlook.
All the jerks in the world I must let off the hook
Just because I may be one. Again, I can’t see
Past the surface illusions that we all portray.

I know that I am boring, but not by first hand
Information directly from people, but from
The collective unconscious we have access to.
I know too damned much about what I have to do
With the pearls I am given, and it would be dumb
To succumb to society’s perverse demand.

Adroitness Of Intercourse

Enhanced Social Interaction

In my contacts with others I see all the same
Attributes that I notice in myself, but they
Are arranged in a way different from my own.
When our sameness escapes me at times I am shown
Just a little more detail to cast doubt away.
Still I often forget to address them by name.

Getting things off the chest and out into the air
Is indeed therapeutic when timing is right.
When it’s not it’s a nightmare – a bloody wet dream.
When both are in alignment then peace is the theme
Of the coming together to spar with insight.
What we are of each other we’re willing to share.

Important discussions one-on-one can take place
Anytime they are needed. Neither can defer
What can grow into urgency before too long.
Within most of a sudden something has gone wrong.
Things can often return to the way that they were
When the two trust that discourse should be face-to-face.

Absolute is the pleasure of leaving the load
On the path to move onward to brighter frontiers.
It becomes but a burden to carry around.
Until I choose to drop it no peace will be found.
Coming to this conclusion has taken me years.
Some of it I had squandered while in stubborn mode.