We are the fire in the pit of heaven and hell.
My soul is on fire and I hope yours is to....
Every day that I am complacent within my soul's purpose, I am not acting on the fire that lives within every cell of my body. Every day that I am angry at myself for being "bad" or "less-than" or within the space that this human society says is bad, good, normal, against... I am in hell. Where within my soul's purpose is there room for the explosion of purpose. Draped in Gucci, Coach, Prada and all the other crap labels that we have been brainwashed to believe can actually define a person..which maybe it can...all the while stifling a soul being made to think we have found the answer of happiness and purpose...in a thing.
where is the world when we write, sing, heal, befriend, soil, spill, talk and cry... where is the fame in love? Where is the hope in the flight of a bird? Where is the beauty police when breastfeeding, holding an infant or feeding a puppy?
We stifle our soul within the lax garbage of imagery, spoon-fed by people who believe they are living... but all they are really doing is buying and selling the false sense of happiness.
We crush our hearts every day deciding to do it the normal way, the safe way, the way that will bring security. But what is that security costing us. Do we really long to wake up every day to eat Cheerios, and go to work to buy more shoes? Is life really about being so normal you can't tell one of us from another?
Perhaps the anxiety and depression living within so many of my friends and family is the unquenchable thirst for chaos. The desire to run and go and do and create. The fire that is living within, is the stirring of a soul to escape the bullshit that is our society. Perhaps they can't hear one more minute that our Country is going to bomb countries, kill women and children and that this is the norm that their soul is suppose to be ok with.
The stirring within you is real and shoving it down a pipe is killing everything your soul wants for you.
I want to shave my head, color my hair pink, wear dresses and scream from the top of a building...THIS IS ALL CRAP...ALL OF IT!!
One more fundraiser with fancy dresses and expensive crappy dinners and drinks. One more conversation about nothing with a side of elitist crap and I may explode from the hypocrisy that is complete insanity.
We are not what is. We are not any of THIS. We are so much more..We are nothing and everything. We are color. We are sound. We are energy. We are insanity and sanity and love and hate.
We are the fire in the pit of heaven and hell. We are more dead today than anyone we have lost.
Find your fire, your flame, your stirring, your chaos, your pissed-off self that can't be contained.
Stop finding it ok to be normal...it's killing you.
Every day that I am complacent within my soul's purpose, I am not acting on the fire that lives within every cell of my body. Every day that I am angry at myself for being "bad" or "less-than" or within the space that this human society says is bad, good, normal, against... I am in hell. Where within my soul's purpose is there room for the explosion of purpose. Draped in Gucci, Coach, Prada and all the other crap labels that we have been brainwashed to believe can actually define a person..which maybe it can...all the while stifling a soul being made to think we have found the answer of happiness and purpose...in a thing.
where is the world when we write, sing, heal, befriend, soil, spill, talk and cry... where is the fame in love? Where is the hope in the flight of a bird? Where is the beauty police when breastfeeding, holding an infant or feeding a puppy?
We stifle our soul within the lax garbage of imagery, spoon-fed by people who believe they are living... but all they are really doing is buying and selling the false sense of happiness.
We crush our hearts every day deciding to do it the normal way, the safe way, the way that will bring security. But what is that security costing us. Do we really long to wake up every day to eat Cheerios, and go to work to buy more shoes? Is life really about being so normal you can't tell one of us from another?
Perhaps the anxiety and depression living within so many of my friends and family is the unquenchable thirst for chaos. The desire to run and go and do and create. The fire that is living within, is the stirring of a soul to escape the bullshit that is our society. Perhaps they can't hear one more minute that our Country is going to bomb countries, kill women and children and that this is the norm that their soul is suppose to be ok with.
The stirring within you is real and shoving it down a pipe is killing everything your soul wants for you.
I want to shave my head, color my hair pink, wear dresses and scream from the top of a building...THIS IS ALL CRAP...ALL OF IT!!
One more fundraiser with fancy dresses and expensive crappy dinners and drinks. One more conversation about nothing with a side of elitist crap and I may explode from the hypocrisy that is complete insanity.
We are not what is. We are not any of THIS. We are so much more..We are nothing and everything. We are color. We are sound. We are energy. We are insanity and sanity and love and hate.
We are the fire in the pit of heaven and hell. We are more dead today than anyone we have lost.
Find your fire, your flame, your stirring, your chaos, your pissed-off self that can't be contained.
Stop finding it ok to be normal...it's killing you.
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