This being human is a garb which seeps into my soul compels me to do certain things in a certain manner and believe… in my supremacy over others It gives me the luxury of analysis of thought of choice of brain power Then takes it all away when I feel guilt or regret Why can’t I just do it right the first time?
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what an amazing read!! thank you for sharing !
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Thank you, Poorvi!
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This was a very thoughtful approach.
In our beings there exists voices with choices. All claim a right they can’t stand up to. That’s why we doubt a lot. And think a lot. What if we didn’t listen to the voices and just be? Wait, am still thinking with a certain voice. LOL. This is us… 😅
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Voices with choices ….is a wonderful phrase.
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Yes… 😊
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WOW, your finale, that question is one I shout inside my head too often. Well done.
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Thank you so much, Zelda!
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You’re welcome.
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Perhaps Reena, there is no “right” way, just each of our individually personal ways. I like this — well written… love the photo you chose!!
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Thank you, Rob!
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But what’s the “fun” in that? 😉 We are a practice 🙂
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What would be ‘fun’ in your view? 😃😃
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Not that! 😉
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🙂
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Great poem! When I saw your post, I thought… yes, being human is having a face!!
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You are so right, Dwight! We wouldn’t recognise ourselves without that.
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Thank you Reena! I agree.
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Well said!
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Thank you, Sherry!
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Perhaps because we need to learn about “supremacy over others”? I think perfection would become boring anyway!!
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Supremacy is a myth. We delight in small comparisons, not seeing the whole picture.
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Sometimes we don’t get it right the first time because we need to learn humble patience and perseverance.
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We almost never get it right the first time.
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What a fantastic image to accompany your poem, Reena! I love that you have explored that being human gives and takes away certain luxuries, and how complicated it is.
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Thank you, Kim!
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we all wonder that
relax
and enjoy anyways eh?
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‘a garb
which seeps into my soul’ – yes, this garb can really poison our inner life I think!
The picture you used here really caught my eye and illustrated your point well.
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Thank you, Ingrid!
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Profound thoughts
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re welcome 😉
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Yes, “Why can’t I just do it right the first time?”
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Thank you, Ron! Keep trying 🙂
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