Do What You Love

It's really not that hard,
To know where you stand,
What you love and what you love to do,
All very easy to understand,

It's the forces trying to thwart you,
And I'm not talking about society,
It's often cited as an oppressive force,
But it is often what you want it to be,

Or rather, you can work it how you want,
Which may mean compromising others,
To do what you were meant to,
Maybe 'not that hard' is really 'harder'.

Because there is more than you,
We live in a community,
And we have to figure how to live,
While surviving reality.

Chancing It

You have to sometimes ask yourself,
Have I reached my peak?
Many people do, you know?
The ones who wish to seek,

The limits to their abilities.
Ambition with no sense,
Of what or where or really why,
The best of all defense,

Against venturing into waters,
Both dangerous and unknown.
There's nothing wrong with testing your strengths,
But, there's no blood in a stone.

Alright, alright,
I know, no guts no glory.
But, your guts washed up on the shore,
Well, that's just gory.

How To Make A Difference

I wish I could be everything,
I would like to be,
But this world will not allow it,
And it's not society,

As much as I would like it to be,
It's something to do with,
The physical impossibility of,
Self replication, to wit,

The power to create more time than there is,
Because no accomplishment comes without,
More than half your waking hours,
If you're really devout.

And it's alright,
If you'd rather trudge along with hundreds of dreams,
And get joy from jumping little hurdles,
That lead to nothing.

Why You Shouldn't Succeed

Things always look better,
When people convince you,
To look at them a different way,
Meant to skew,

The way you naturally think of things,
Because instinctively,
Your mind does not take into consideration,
Some presumptions that you need,

Like, don't expect that you can have everything,
That your heart calls for,
When there are people with so much less,
Why should you deserve more?

And it's alright,
I know it's a recipe for failure.
How else can fairness be ensured,
Other than to universally empower?

Doing What You Want

If at first you don't succeed,
You have a choice to make:
Try, try again,
Or reevaluate,

What it is you're trying to do,
Because it just might not be,
Suited to who you are,
Or your capacity,

And if you know you still want to,
Do it, no matter what,
Just make sure you can survive in this world,
Without that notch,

Because, though it would be alright,
If we could be what we want to be,
That's sometimes not an option,
In this economic reality.

The Child

If you protect something too much,
To keep prying eyes from it,
To protect its virginity,
You just may smother it.

But there is a risk in letting it breathe,
The same air in which you navigate,
The air of hurricanes and backed up sewers,
Jealousy and hate.

So, who do you share this child with,
Filled with the potential of all you are?
Just like we are bad at predicting the weather,
You need your instincts to be your bar.

And you'll know the babe will be all right,
And here's something you didn't think about,
When you let this one see the light of day,
There may be another ready to come out.

Your Mind's Influence

It doesn't matter what you think,
About the causes of those things,
In your life that are both good and bad,
For that doesn't change anything.

You know when you think a certain way,
You attract forces to you,
Either through some spiritual magnetism,
Or the influence of a slew,

Of people around you,
For attitude translates,
Into a change of mood in others.
What you think's what you create.

So it's alright,
Go ahead and forsake god,
He doesn't demand how you should act,
He only controls a lot.

How to Commemorate

Once you start brainstorming,
You have to know when to stop,
Or you may leave your first intent,
Or plan something over and above,

What is actually possible.
This is not rare.
If everything thought was actually made,
There'd be no room up in here,

And you don't want to live just in your mind,
Even though that may be all there is,
Because within it there's still this division,
Between fantasy and existence.

And it's alright,
If that's alright for you.
Some people are happy thinking of projects,
While not wanting anything to do.

Expressions

It's always a feeling,
You're trying to capture,
Whether writing poetry,
Or a lecture,

And for some the one is easier,
Than the other,
I wish mine was not to just stare,
And lamely stutter,

And that your's was less abrasive,
And he had more truth to offer.
My feelings are not complicated,
But, I feel, much stronger,

Than makes anyone all right.
I get it from my father,
Extremely good intentions,
With no explanation to offer.

Why We Supress Ourselves

Sometimes imagining another life,
Better than your own,
In which you're doing what brings you joy,
With nothing that you owe,

With nothing but encouragement,
For everything that you do,
And accolades and peace and love all around,
Flowing into you,

Can be enough to get you through the day,
And society's banking on that,
For there's no room for everyone to succeed,
And still suppress humanity's nack,

To be alright,
Nay, to be supberb,
And build towers right up to heaven.
Though, why it thinks that way, I am not sure.

The Over Producers

Some people seem to get quite a lot,

Done within their life,

Which, in turn, makes the ambitious feel,

Not very nice,

Until you reflect upon some of the factors,

Allowing them the capability,

Often times beginning with privilege,

And a selfish mentality,

And then, once you are in a position,

That others see you as a producer,

You have a network of people to help you,

And grow into a network.

And you have the right,

To do all of these things, too,

And once you get the momentum,

In a short time, there's a lot that you can do.

The Right Work

When you are asked to do,

More than you can,

With no avenue for an excuse,

When you fail again,

And you don't believe there is someone else,

Who would be able to achieve,

All that's asked, but, of course, that doesn't matter,

'Cause completions not what they need.

They need the burden available,

Until there's someone they like to play with,

Then all those tasks will suddenly melt away,

And congeal again onto someone else.

Alright, enough,
There's got to be something else,
That doesn't make you feel like you're inferior,
Or make you want to redefine yourself.

The Three Constraints

Time, if you don't have it,
Doesn't leave a lot,
For you to think about,
And you better find it, if not,

Then the Quality of your live will suffer,
Not that other factors don't come into it,
But, if you don't want to waste this life,
Remember this little bit,

And Money is not the least of things,
And not the most important,
But a necessity for survival,
Whether legal tender or equipment.

So, be alright,
And balance these three things,
Presented to you in order of importance,
For successful living.

When You Have Something To Do

The most important time to relax,
Is when you have work to do,
More than you can get done in time,
And other people are counting on you,

Just retreat into your cave whenever,
You are able to,
And lose yourself, that is the only way,
To create many moments from just a few,

And if someone is peaking in,
Don't stop for the shit to shoot,
Deny yourself any interaction,
Or you will surely rue,

The day alright,
You will always ask yourself, "Why,
When I have my whole life in front of me,
Did I throw it away for a piece of pie?"

Knowing is Pretending

It is all a conundrum,
How you're placed on this earth,
Knowing nothing other than what you sense,
And what you have learned,

From others, who themselves were just placed here,
And know nothing, really.
And we are all expected to stand up tall,
To succeed?

Which makes perfect sense for consciousnesses,
That need presumptions in order to exist,
Otherwise our thoughts would be unconnected,
Pictures floating in an abyss.

So, it's alright,
To act like you have it figured out,
No one truly believes that bullshit,
But they sure admire the lack of doubt.

Being Human

Change is always very,
Close to your heart,
But how close is it to reality,
All you need is a start,

Which once started, cannot be reversed,
Which is where the fear sets in,
Of what you don't know,
The secret to humans,

Because we see what,
Cannot be seen,
And know it is the path,
To Being,

Alright,
Because it's not where you end,
But how you approach,
Being human.

Find Out What You Do

When the end is near,
And you don't want it to come,
It's time to look ahead a little more,
To the next evolution,

Of yourself, when you've remembered,
what it is you loved,
About the times when you were happy,
And never had enough.

Now, remember also,
That when you are born,
Nothing except society,
Expects more,

Than that you're alright,
Which is all you can ask of yourself,
And discard of all those tasks,
That affect your mental health.

Why Following Your Heart Is Dangerous

When something is coming,
You don't want to see,
But you can't close your eyes,
Or you'd run into a tree,

You can always change your direction.
Oh, yes you can,
Even if you are deathly afraid,
That you can't,

That, if you did, you'd fail utterly,
As everyone observed,
And now you're too far away for help,
And they wouldn't help you if they could,

Because you tried to be alright,
Taking the less traveled path,
And might have showed them that it can be done,
And no one likes to see that.

Do What You Like

If you find that you are making,
Errors that you would not,
Make if you were doing something,
You liked a lot,

And others are starting to question,
If you're right for the job,
And you find you're presenting yourself,
With a similar prob-lem,

Then look around at all of the things,
You can do, and which of those,
You'd like to do for the rest of your life,
And make sure everyone knows,

And you'll be alright,
The tasks will come to you,
That you like, and that you'll do well,
And that others don't like to do.

The Double-Life Possibility

The difficulty in convincing,
Someone that you should live,
More than one life is that no one really wants,
To give,

Unless there's something of perceived greater value,
Coming to them in return.
Thank god one person's trash suffices as another's treasure,
Or the world wouldn't turn,

Which is why money doesn't turn it at all,
It's value that lubricates,
The natural space between people,
And that can take any shape.

So, it's alright,
If you want to live a double-life,
As long as never the twain shall meet,
You should be alright.