Slowly

Yes, time can go slowly,
And there is not a lot to do,
But time also goes very quickly,
Depending on you,

Depending on how you treat your free time,
And how your free time treats you.
Waste a minute, that's acceptable,
Until there's nothing that you do.

Until you look back at any given day,
And realize there is nothing you can say,
Other than you lived and existed but,
There is nothing that you made.

And it's alright,
It's true, there're already a lot of things,
But nothing made by exactly you,
Proclaiming your being.

Timing

There isn't much time,
And it won't wait for you,
And there is none to spare,
Given what you have to do,

And given the importance of research,
And discipline to be ready,
For your next steps, while having your normal life,
It's a position not to be envied.

But it's also an opportunity,
Of emmense rewards.
Imagine having everything you want,
To satisfy what your life is for.

And it's alright,
To take a day off, or two,
Just don't let yourself get rusty.
There's a lot of people counting on you.

Salvaging

One moment does not define your life,
Unless you let it.
As an example, failure serves to inform,
Not leave you indebted,

So that before you get back to where you started,
You must act to reconcile,
Who you wanted to be with what you became,
You were the same all the while.

The trick is not only to learn,
But to reinvent that moment,
So that in retrospect it becomes a genious,
Purposeful move to misrepresent,

That you're not alright,
To get the other side to put down the guard,
To get in that upper-cut,
That otherwise would have been very hard.

Now You Speak?

If you are obvious,
In your lack of interest,
Why belie yourself with your actions,
And then pretend to express,

Joy and enthusiasm at the point,
Where the subject that should have moved you,
Has now grown without your participation,
And has the power to,

Threaten the place from which you only sneered?
I guess the answer's in the question.
But now, how is your soul after all of the energy,
You spend with alienation?

Oh, it's alright,
You'll get your's in the end,
Because what goes around comes around,
And you sent no love around the world, my friend.

Good Times

It all just comes together,
When you let the world do its thing,
You just have to wait long enough,
Through the disappointment and suffering.

But, once you have, you better look out,
Whether in the dumps or on your death bed,
And be ready to embrace the opportunity,
To do what you always wanted.

And be open, too, as nothing can get,
Where nothing is allowed.
It's better being a live dog than a dead lion,
For there's always hope to be found.

And it's alright,
If things don't seem great right now,
Sometimes you just need a tweak in your thinking,
To know that reality's not in the present, somehow.

Help

There are people you want to help you,
And there are those you want to help,
And the former may not want to help at all,
Which requires you to delve,

Deep in their hearts to find the feeling,
Of wanting to be helped by someone else,
But do it fast because they will soon move on,
Before you have a chance to prove yourself,

As sincere, not one who wishes,
To manipulate.
If everyone just loved each other,
There'd be no need for these things to relate.

And it's alright,
Just always be true unto yourself,
And you will find that others will follow you,
And you'll have the strength to make others help.

See Ya

Do not use superiority,
To find value in yourself,
Or to compensate for lack of confidence,
Or because you lack the mental health,

To be able to be around those,
Who do not worship you,
For part of understanding who you are,
Demands you understand who,

You are for all, and holing up yourself,
Amongst the converted only demeans,
Not only you but the idea of self,
And the universe's meaning.

But it's alright,
You're really only hurting yourself,
By becoming a cog,
Among the plethora of real, living selves.

True to Yourself

There are many pitfalls,
When you are amongst others,
Whose whole existence is their own image,
And they would sink their own mothers,

If it meant buoying themselves.
How do you combat that type of greed,
When all you want to do, in general,
Is the right thing?

Well, first, never imagine that what you see,
Is what you will see in another moment,
So never compromise for a second,
Thinking you can be redemed in the next.

And it's not alright,
If this means losing yourself.
Just imagine you are floating in a chaotic realm,
To maintain your mental health.

Balancing

Can one person be responsible,
For the actions of others,
When they are not him, though they share,
A common future,

And things are going through one head,
That are not compatible,
With the thoughts shared by the others,
And the issue's not little,

And the actions that result,
Are detrimental to the whole,
Resulting in damage to the others,
Touching their very souls?

Yes, it's alright,
Because we all have to live in this world,
And even if one opinion's not valued,
Then anyone can be injured.

That Bad Bad Feeling

When you get that feeling,
That something is wrong,
And it's not something you get all of the time,
Or for very long,

Or when you get up in the morning,
Because you had too much coffee the night before,
Take note of what happens directly after,
Or ask your body what it's for,

Because like heartburn or an ache in your heart,
If you believe in causes, then this one has one, too.
Perhaps the most important of them all,
Because it's trying to warn you,

That it's not all right,
There is something amiss,
And if you think everyone has good intentions,
That is laudable, but a myth.

Effecting Change

How do you effect change?
I guess there are different ways,
Though, the process must be very thoughtful,
So you don't end up doing the same thing,

As what was being done before when,
The change was desired.
So much of what one does is human nature,
Nature must be placed on the pyre,

It must be intertwined a thousand times,
With the desires of those around,
Who will be affected by the changes you make,
Until no change can be found.

And it's alright,
If you fail the first time,
It's the intention, here, that is important,
As the beacon for the others to find.

It

The secret to strength,
Is to not think about it,
While the secret to humility,
Is to not forget it,

And if you want to be a friend to all,
Constantly mull over it,
While, to ensure that others respect you,
Don't forget to mention it.

And to avoid annoying everyone you meet,
Don't constantly talk about it,
And for those you truly love,
Assume that they know all about it.

And it's alright,
If you don't know what it is,
That's good for staying clear of controversy,
And avoiding individualism.

Real Revolution

This is how revolution happens,
Now listen carefully,
Because you'll miss it if you assume,
That it involves unity.

Find as many people as you can,
And unify their voice,
And infiltrate the system that makes decisions,
And give it the choice,

Of doing what public opinion says,
Or ignore it for what they think is right,
And if it chooses the latter, it will soon find,
That it no longer represents might.

And it's alright,
It may take a while,
But soon you'll find that everything is new,
Without one projectile.

Where to Go

Let the universe take you over,
It will fee up your time,
For reflection on what you want to do,
And what you want to find.

The loneliest moments you'll ever have,
Are also the most successful,
If you achieve things through your own desires,
And not through universal rules,

And not through understanding the motivations,
Behind what your enemies do.
If this all sounds quite scattered, then pay attention,
Because, it has something to do with you.

Because, it's alright,
Nothing is for certain,
And those who love you will understand,
If you change direction.

Talking

There is no better way than talking,
To find that happy place,
Where there is no doubt between two people,
Which is the case,

That one is stubborn and will never change,
Or the other will never trust,
Or that they're both so dedicated to themselves,
That the other must change because,

That's the only way they will get along,
And that's alright because it's better to be,
Honest than not to talk at all.
Do you now see what people mean,

By, 'it's alright,
If you have to give up a thing or two,
Life isn't about how much you have,
But how many people understand you.'

The Point of it All

Not everything can happen,
Within one lifetime,
And compared to the total of everything,
Anything's far from the line,

That separates a lot from a little.
Even those who are lauded for it,
When on their deathbeds can't say a lot,
If they're being honest.

For, even this species and all its accomplishments,
Don't really mean a thing,
When put against infinity,
And all the things it's not knowing.

But it's alright,
No one really knows,
If one's own life will be the one that counts,
And so on we go.

That Look Again

Even the most scary,
Person you can meet,
Will spare a smile if you can,
Quell the heat,

If you can avoid the doomed state,
Of insincerity.
We are all human, after all,
And, after all, we all need intimacy,

Or there would be no walls at all,
For privacy would mean nothing,
Nor would those feelings as you look into the eyes,
Of a kindred spirit for an eternity,

And it's alright,
If you never meet again,
The reminder that connections happen,
Get you through 'til the next fusion

The Chance to Relive

If you don't cherish the moments,
That have come before,
And relish the opportunity to step back,
And relive them once more,

And recoil from the memories of,
The steps that led you to where you are now,
Prefering, instead, to look ahead,
In the direction of the bow,

To where you might end up, not knowing how,
To direct yourself to your goal,
Because you have dismissed the moves that led you here,
Then, you have no soul,

Because it's alright,
To look to the future,
But without the substance of your past,
There is nothing to endure.

Turn-around

You sleep in the bed that you made,
Though you don't always have the choice,
Of the materials that you use,
Because society simply hoists,

Upon you the challenges that it deems,
Is suitable for your class,
And if you don't take it with dignity,
You are one with the mass,

es, and you are deemed ungrateful for all the things,
That it guardingly doled out to you.
You want to fix the inequities of this world?
Here is what to do:

Stand up, alright?
And make it the way you want.
Reality is such an unknown thing,
That perception should not be given a lot.

Always Happy, Always Sad

Lives can be lived,
Simultaneously,
In fact there's no avoiding some kind of,
Duplicity,

For no one truly knows who one is,
That is what is called consciousness,
And what leads to doing one thing and wanting another,
In perpetualness.

So reason out the reasons why,
You may not see that you,
Will always want what you cannot have,
Even when you do.

And that's alright,
That is the whole point.
Understanding why the grass is always greener,
Is when the universe anoints.