Try not to let the inevitable pain of life get to you.
Don’t fall into the trap of thinking;
That which is good for you
Is good for everyone else.
Image: G20 in Hamburg (3) – July, 2017 by Konrad Lembcke
Love is a biochemical strategy concocted by your genes
To help them propagate.
It is dressed up in social ritual
And awash in oxytocin.
To know this
Is not to diminish its power in any real way.
Is it possible to have ‘worn the mask’ for so long
That you forget who you are?
Is it not so much a matter of ‘forgetting’
As it is a matter of ‘transformation’
The mask fused to the face,
The old face gone?
Maybe there is no face, and no mask
Just outdated ideas about
Who you were once
Who you wanted to be
Clinging to identification
Clinging to self-conflict.
Or maybe it isn’t.
What’s most important is that you’re happy with who you are.
The smarter you are, the better you are at justifying your own bullshit.
In retrospect, time usually passes too quickly
In experience, time usually passes too slowly.
It’s not time that’s to blame for this,
You could think of your experience
As a way to transform your suffering
Into your art.
Note: this probably doesn’t apply to people who enjoy their work, though I have read this is less than half of people who do…
When you think about it
The workplace is a con.
Taken to its worst extreme
It’s an absurd situation.
The idea that
You have to get up before you want to
Put on clothes you wouldn’t choose to wear
And travel to a place
To do work you don’t want to do
For people you don’t really care for.
And this is for five-sevenths of your week
And one-third of your waking hours (…but realistically more)
Of course, many of these hours are your best hours
The better part of the day, in which you have the most energy
And get the best ideas
And this all eats up the better part of your ‘productive’ life,
When you are young, vital and most capable.
The sooner you realise
How sorry a state of affairs it all is
How much a wholesale theft of your very life it all is
And the sooner that you come up with a means to support yourself
That doesn’t involve this masochistic slog
You can take pride
In working for a noble cause.
You must surely expect more from your life
Than working for a living
Whilst you die inside.
Despite what anyone else says or does
You are responsible for your feelings
And nobody else.
Photo by CL.Baker