It is a tough time to be alive right now, fellow human. Global disdain driven by the demon known as money, finding ourselves on our knees, either being knocked down there, or praying so hard and often that the scars on those knees constantly become deeper. Deep scars add an intensity to life as I have said before, BUT.....how fucking hard does it have to get?
In times like these, we reach out and often there is no hand to connect to the one we extend in wild, desperate NEED! . There is no one to pull us up out of the pit we have fallen into repeatedly, over and over again, until the desire to stay there is so strong that we consider it. We consider giving up and ending it all, throwing in the bloody towel of our existance.
And then, some drive deep within us; just a a little deeper than the scars we carry; kicks in and we are renewed, be it ever so slightly to continue on....to move forward just a bit.
Trusting, we reach out again, and this time......a hand clasps in ours and offers a pull, a tug, a life line. A connection so innate and true within us.
We are all in this together, people.............In times like these, give what you have and ask for what you need, and the next time you find yourselves on your knees, it just may be because you are planting new seeds in the fertile soil that is your life.
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