Sound of your own heartbeat

All the noise
And
You
Just want
One minute of silence

Then you get it
And its bliss
For a little while

But eventually
You remember
When it used to be laughter
And talking
And people saying
Stupid shit that you want to scream at

But now its just this endless silence
Come home to empty
To the weight of the nothing
And what you wouldn’t give

For a few more minutes
Of noise

Change is too simple for what must be done

Life is long
And the dreams we had
When we were young
Seem so naïve now
Seeing the world through that lense
Where your opinions are a mix
Of what your parent told you
And what you rebelled against

I thought America was a shining jewel
A beacon of the possible
A hope in a world where the darkest parts of us
Often strut about on the stage

And now
I see its deep flaws
Its horrific tragedies
Its blatant lies

What once was golden is streaked
With green
That false gold
Eaten by exposure

We aren’t any more divided than we always were
We just have the tools to see it now
We aren’t limited by what the local paper publishes
By what makes it on the 3 channels of television

People’s egos get bound up in belief
People’s communities get bound up in single idea activism
It is hard to walk away from all you have ever known
Hard to hold a line when doing so loses every tie
Hard to accept that the belief you had
Was wrong

To embrace metamorphosis

What is and what isn’t, is not paradox.

Seeing reality as a cycle is to look upon a sphere and see only the surface. It can be a useful tool but it is a child’s step away from ignorance to truth.

We fall into this trap consistently. Seeing things in stark contrast to the other. Always a binary solution set which confirms our internal bias.

Rather than viewing the totality. Because doing so overwhelms and we equate being overwhelmed with fear.

However, we cannot drown beneath these waves. And seeing reality as it is can only be a benefit. If your mind can withstand it without snapping back to the duality we cling to.