Singing Blues
The most essential gift for a good writer is a built-in, shockproof, shit detector. ~Earnest Hemingway~
Great day! I hope this post finds you well. If not, stop what you are doing and smile! You may feel strange, but try it!
It seems more often than not, our shit detectors have to be always on and fully functional!
So much is sent to deceive, isn’t it…
Reasons behind the deceptions vary from person to person but when group effort is involved, or group effort conspiring for a sole or soul depending…
It becomes blatantly clear what the goal is.
The reality is; true control is not forced, coerced or demanded; it is given willingly. When you have to lie, cheat, and steal to obtain a false sense of power, it shows you have no self-control to earn that power.
A painted picture reality we live in or should I say most live in.
As more and more are starting to realize, there is much more to this life, our existence, and the part we actually play in it than what we have been led to believe.
It’s almost like the technology, thought to aid in more domination, confusion, and control is slowly starting to reveal what has really been going on behind the veil.
It’s so important to not let the harshness of this world harden us to the point we forget the true Love and connection that is available to all of us.
~Only together can we get through this storm.~
Today’s poem touches on just that. To be exactly who you say that you are.
So many that are currently in a position of power are using it selfishly.
We all know the old adage; Karma never forgets an address.
Everything we put out into this world, comes right back to us. Everything. Good, bad and everything in between.
It comes when least expected, but at just the right time for the perfect lesson;
so that we may meet ourselves.
Every single action we take has a reaction. Cause and effect.
We are ALL connected. To each other. To the Earth.
Everything is by design. There are no coincidences.
What’s it like
Walking in those shoes.
Heavy the head
wearing the crown
Let’s sing the blues.
It’s what you are
and what you do.
As we usher in
The coming new.
Universal rules
The golden tools.
Waking the weather
Meted energy use.
Detractors can join force
or they can call truce.
Selling false healing
Tightens the noose.
If you’re talking the talk
Walk in those shoes.
Parlaying false dreams
Go on and sing those blues.
It’s what you are
and what you do.
Stand up and greet
The coming new.
Universal rules
The golden tools.
Sense gets better
Synchronized energy use.
We can all win
detractors calls truce.
Or fall in the trap
And hang from the noose.
~Osian~
©️2023I.S.
Thank you for taking the time to connect with my work.
⁂In Love
🪶Introverted Sage
Thank you for taking the time to connect with my work.
⁂In Love
🪶Introverted Sage
Appreciate my work and want to support…
Originally published at https://introvertedsage.substack.com.
