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Old Apr 23rd, 2021, 10:47 AM
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Originally Posted by Wishkamon View Post
How about 'Learning to love yourself'
Love that one... the topic as well.

Learning to love yourself
Mirror of the mind

A mirror is a child's best friend.
Make faces in it, reflect light and of course: DISCO BALLS!
When we're young, most people like the person they see in the mirror.
So what happens later on? Why do we start disliking the mirror?

Or perhaps the better question is: why do we start disliking ourselves?
Does something go fundamentally wrong with us while we're growing up?
It seems unlikely that is the case with the vast majority of us,
so the only logical conclusion is we're being taught to dislike ourselves.

The world around us, with all its majesty and glory,
is full of humans, with envy, anxiety and hate.
The irony is thick as can be; that in such a wonderful place of endless possibility,
such miserable people determine how others feel and see themselves.

You're too tall, too short, too fat, too skinny, too annoying, too anxious, too awkward...
or so they claim, those people whom others have made feel insufficient in turn.

You can be too tall to fit in a small space or too short to ride a theme park ride.
You can be too fat to sit on a folding chair or too skinny to win a tug of war.
And you can be too annoying, anxious or awkward for some people's liking,
but you are perfectly unique and uniquely perfect.

Being the social beings humans are, few things are harder
than ignoring peer pressure and believing we are good enough within ourselves.
But we are, if for no other reason than that we are here.
Billions of years of evolution has produced us. We have stood the test of time.

Now go forth, you beautiful human being,
conquer the stars, have adventures;
make all the mistakes you need to make
to pass the test of life, which no one gets out of alive.

And remember: love yourself unconditionally;
you're the only person you're stuck with for the entirety of your life.




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Old Apr 27th, 2021, 10:54 AM
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Howzabout: "A life cut short, but well and fully lived"
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Old May 13th, 2021, 02:44 PM
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Sorry for the delay. Been very busy lately and have a cold right now.
Your topic reminded me of a poem I wrote many years ago in honour of Bradley Nowell, the former frontman for the band Sublime. I think this fits the bill fairly well.

Fallen Idols

Fallen idols
(In memory of Bradley)

How sad to learn
you didn’t know any better
After all your lessons
you die of your own warnings.

If I could go back
I would warn you
not to stick that needle in
not to pierce your veins
with the poison that’s so passé.

You should have known better,
you should have taught us,
shown us the way...
Yet now you are no more.

You went from us... not in a blaze
not with dignity or honour
but in a little pool of puke
your spirit that dripped from your mouth
as you travelled into the spirit world,
the world of the unknown.

For your sake, I hope it is all you wished for
I hope you got what you deserved.

All your words now have bitter underlining
a deeper meaning you never meant
yet now your happiness displays a tragedy
and you have touched my soul
with your stepping razor.

We owe you something,
but you don´t want it
not anymore…
You don´t want anything anymore...
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A short trip to the mailbox?
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Bureaucracy.
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A short trip to the mailbox
Going postal

The time is about two in the afternoon;
the mail has probably been delivered by now.
Let's go and see what marvels await in my letterbox
from the great wide world outside.

As I reach the front door, I almost slip;
a piece of the hallway flooring has come loose.
I should probably glue that in place
now that the renovation is done.

When I open the door, the boxwood hedge is the first thing I see
as it lines my garden as a border to my neighbor's yard.
Then I notice all the bushes are looking bad, dead even
and remember the cursed caterpillars infesting them.

I thought it was nice to see these proto-butterflies at first,
remembering their dwindling population numbers,
but now I'm more concerned with preserving the hedges
while fearing the need to remove and replace them soon.

Then I notice the small pond, which contains more lillies than it should
and remember the pump broke a little while ago
as I make a mental note to head out to the garden center
and get a replacement later today - the goldfish will thank me.

Finally I get to the mailbox
-funny how long a five meter walk can be-
and reach inside the dark abyss
to snatch forth its treasures of knowledge and information:

A blue envelope from the tax service and some flyers I never asked for
and which will probably illuminate the inside of my fireplace shortly.
Yet another thing to add to my to-do-list,
but at least this one will bring me joy after all.


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Bureaucracy

Ruling the rulers

This is the ticker tape for the red tape;
the celebration of communicative constipation.
Let me regale you with irregulatory regulations
to bring a little disorder to a world run by bureaucrats.

Let's push the pencils aside
-after dotting the i's and crossing the t's-
to fill in complaint form eighty three F, in triplicate,
against the growing administrative abundance.

People need rules to live safely
and those rules are made by the clerisy,
providing structure at the cost of clarity,
while securely limiting our autonomy.

Those who would give up essential liberty,
to purchase a little temporary safety,
deserve neither liberty nor safety,
but might just deserve bureaucracy.


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