Seriously, people (myself included)! The paradigm we're living in! Ouch! The drama, the endless drama, the going-down-the-rabbit-hole drama has buried us. Can you feel it? The pain of existence has permeated the very fabric of our being. Seemingly, not dead. Actually.... that's just a matter of honesty. The men throw themselves into action. The women throw themselves into acting out. All that just to feel like we're OK as we are. While the communication between the two is hardly sophisticated. The bodies grow while the child inside remains just that, a child. Perhaps, birthing a child is a great thing, a chance to see a reflection of oneself.
Stepping out into the world. Taking a bird's eye view of the system. The healthcare system, the political system, the religious system. Repeating the line- the paradigm we're living in! Action abounds with its reaching tentacles of control, power, force, and aggression. The unfulfilling glory of getting There. Except There doesn't exist, it's undefinable or experiential. It's a figment of one's imagination grown out of the paradigm we're living in. While the child inside is screaming for that bone. With words of recognition permanently etched in.
Zooming into the home. Taking a microscopic view of the human system. The system of acting out. It sprawls out like a spider's web, swiftly and gracefully and un-noticeably, entrapping all that comes into contact with it, taking over the tree of life. Acting out suffocates humanity. It thickens the air and wastes precious life energy, as the child inside is begging for a unconditional word of affection.
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