We Are Our Mind

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Humans as a specie are mortal.

Our final fate is inevitable.

The where & when is what’s questionable.

What’s come to my attention,

Is the research that’s on the rise on occasion,

I hear there’s such a things as split brain condition,

That’s one explanation,

For this powerful mind we live with, not in condemnation,

But in complete freedom of it’s dictation.

We are in the driver’s seat, consciousness causes frictions,

With the cultural desolation, and societal expectations.

This life we’re all living, would be abdication,

if not lived out in spectacular fashion.

Life is a fleeting situation,

Grasped by the undeniable fate of time,

Oh this affliction,

We’re living life to answer the question,

Why are we here, living this life? This life in question.


Oh Life

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Oh life, how you’ve made me agile,

For days and miles away,

Oh life, I’ve got to side step,

Right and left,

To find tomorrow’s way.

There’s no explanation,

What life throws,

Life is a free world, no explanation.

Up and down, right and left,

There’s might and flight of this we call life.

Staying agile in the spontaneous sway,

Oh life, you’ve got me in this mysterious way,

In exile to the calls days away.

What’s left is to look to tomorrow,

Yesterday’s no more,

No matter how hard I look back,

There’s no retract.

Yesterday is away,

Tomorrow is on the way

Today is on it’s way, this is the day today.

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What Balance Is

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Balance is,

Mine, hers, and his,

It’s about a connection to that self,

Who is myself?

Balance is,

What I need it to be,

It’s about what I need to be me.

Balance is,

subjective in nature,

there’s no legislature,

no real commands other than what I allow to interfere.

Whether it’s due to fear,

Or a mere hope to never depart,

apart from the dream of that equilibrium life.

At the end of the day,

Balance is about finding life’s rhythm,

Whatever that means to that individual,

No algorithms, just a way to say,

This way is my way.

What I need balance to be,

is to agree to side with me,

free from pride or prejudice,

and maybe found between some vices,

I need balance to agree,

I am me, let me be.

Balance is what I need to just be.


What Is Balance?

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Even when balance seems to be found,

I seem to go in circles, round & around,

Trying to maintain that which was found,

yet the struggle keeps coming around.

Balance is a state,

It’s a kind of apparatus,

It’s a social status,

It’s a bait,

that goes beyond fate.

Balance is sometimes a dream,

A reality that promises a beam,

A beam of light,

which shines on the cream of the crop.

That top shelf life,

that wellness, freshness, & momentous dream that promises a beam.

Whether it’s self-esteem or my bloodstream,

Balance requires an attitude of lifelong pursuit.

A hunt of no guarantees,

with only a potential fruit,

A life well suited,

For those well rooted.


Chasing Balance

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At the end of the day balance is what I am after. In training, in meals, at work, in my week, my emotional state, my mental well-being, my relationships and friendships, time with friends, time with family, or time alone, balance is what I am seeking.

There’s no magic formula. Balance is an art of not too much or too little.

Seeking to strike the right ratio with everything around. What is that magic number? Nope, unfortunately there is none.

Balance is a daily practice that demands attention,

Balance seeks retribution if neglected.

Lose sight of it and it’ll quickly vanish into non-existence, to feed the chaos that threatens the mysterious equilibrium that’s neither right or wrong.

Balance is about a feeling, a wisdom, a virtue, it’s more than just some of this and some of that,

More than more of this or more of that,

balance is a daily practice, that takes trials and experience.

Balance is an achievement.

Balance is not a given.

Balance is what I am after.