Don’t look now. It’s the moment of truth.
Have no fear as all comes to light.
The darkness has passed. You know
what’s right. There’s a time and place
to face reality, and that time is now.
Collect some money and pay the piper.
It may sound funny but learn to love
the transient weather because it will,
one day, get better. No time to run away.
There’s no time to hide. Jump on the ride.
It’s the moment of truth. You’ve been
waiting and so has your unfilled destiny.
Walk toward the light. Do not fight it.
Lift yourself up and enjoy this moment
of truth. Conviction and pure attrition.
Ambition and depiction. Subscribe to
the feeling of being alive. Now, don’t
look back and face the music. Life is
a special gift. Be sure not to lose it.
Follow your heart.
Trust your gut.
Go with the flow.
Don’t fight the feeling,
as feelings are fleeting.
Be a human being.
You are all-seeing.
Believe in your intuition.
Don’t cause friction.
See reality for what it is.
There’s so much to miss.
Enjoy life and its bliss.
It does not get better
than this. Don’t look
at your wrist. Time is
an illusion. Trust
your intuition. Become
the person you love.
Above all, stand tall.
Take that call. Don’t
drop the ball. Trust
yourself above all else.
Ride the wave. Do not
cave in. Remember all
the places you’ve been.
Keep moving forward.
It is time to cut the cord.
Resist the urge to be mean
to yourself. Love yourself.
Be yourself. Tell those voices
to be nice, and don’t think
twice about silencing sounds,
words, or comments that bring
you down. You are amazing.
You are great. You are different.
You are meant to be special.
You are all the world needs.
Resist the urge to be the same.
You are rare. Uniqueness must
remain. Feel alive and well.
You still have stories to tell.
Don’t give in to bad thoughts.
Resist. Time can’t be bought.
Being yourself can’t be taught.
What was I thinking?
I’m not even sure that
I know the answer to
that question. Did I ever
mention that, no matter,
the intention, thoughts
become suspended? Days
of my past mix together.
Former ideas whirl around
like a reverberating sound.
I couldn’t tell you what I was
thinking. All I know is what
I was feeling. Hindsight is 20/20.
Some days were bad even when
it was sunny. I look back before
walking through the next door.
Way back when, people
wrote scrolls. Now, all people
do is scroll endlessly. Thumbs
up took on a new meaning.
Refresh. Refresh. Nothing fresh.
Keep scrolling with no control.
Prisoner to statuses and updates.
People are captive to pictures
and words posted. Infinite scrolling
as blood is boiling. Much has
changed. Life is not as simple
as it was. Now, we look for that
buzz from our phones tingling
our bones. It’s hard to find a home
when we’re stuck on our phones.