My last thread

They say that's the way its meant to be
I chose this path when I dipped into the honey jar
Whats sweet also is bitter
The bitter hurts as much as the sweet
The bleeding drips as freely as laughter

I am told that's the way it meant to be
let it take its path
I wonder is taking the path the only way to realization?
isn't there another way to realization
In this world is there only one path to realization
and in this world where favor has always been with me I feel like I can control it again
I have always controlled my outcomes

I've been told it hurts
I really don't believe
I don't know if I'd have done it with the knowledge I have now
I feel tied to a whipping chair
by my decisions, I agreed to this pain
love and pain seem inextricable
I feel like I can also control this outcome
I feel like I can separate love from pain

I know I can control what happens to me in life
This is in my power
I stutter at the precipice.....
My Achilles heel, the reluctance to shut the door completely
is the thread that weaves love to pain

Random firings of my brain

Sometimes when I utter my thoughts they seem incomprehensible because the phrases do not seem connected to each other. The thing is my brain processes thoughts like an automatic really fast so every word is connected but 10 steps ahead of the normal, so I think.

2 rounds of applause

Nowadays we must reserve 2 rounds of applause for politicians. When the politician says something the first round is given. When they execute it the second round is then give.

Sometimes I self destructed

Sometimes I self destructed
I roamed around like a raging bull
Destroying what took years to build
I had no control over the destruction or myself
I just had great frustration and anger

Today I have grabbed this bull by its horn
no more self destruct for me
No more exposure to those situations
I have every reason to continue building
And no reason to stop
Forgive my self destructing nature of the past
Today its no more because once you know your problem
then its over.
The bull has become an eagle
the termite has become an ant and building it will continue