" searching " cannot bring us closer to our paradise...

we must first acknowledge, honor, and take responsibility for our present circumstances.
here, we are blessed with the power to create our heaven on earth.
xoxo,
gee


nothing...
there is nothing to do here
nothing to accomplish
nothing to achieve
no expectations, and
no assignment to complete
no instructions to follow
no direction to go in
no map to refer to, and
no road to travel on
no goal to attain
no prize to win
no reward to claim, and
no deadline to meet
with the veil lifted,
with cares and fears and beliefs and perceptions
momentarily suspended,
I look around and see my world
for the first time
and I can't help but notice
that there is nothing to do here
no meaning
no purpose
no point, and
no reason for being
until...
I create one
there is nothing to do
but to decide who I am,
to become who I am, and
to be who I am,
according to me
so, with crayon in hand,
I color my world...
with nobody to impress
and nobody to blame,
it's up to me to choose carefully,
and to accept responsibility
as my choices, my colors
are continually reflected
all around me
and I give thanks
for these new eyes,
for this perception of the meaningless,
of the nothingness of it all...
for it is here
that I am able to see
everything...
gee cobain, 2004


" I will cross that bridge when I come to it..."
I came to the bridge again.
but this time, I came with a new understanding --
the decision to cross or not to cross
was entirely up to me.
and it was here that I realized
how some bridges aren't necessarily meant
to be crossed.
perhaps they are simply meant
to be noticed,
acknowledged,
appreciated, and
blessed.
maybe they are meant
to remind us that there is another way.
not necessarily a way 'worse than' or 'better than'...
just a way, 'other than'.
and so, I came to the bridge again.
this time,
I didn't stumble across blindly, ignorantly.
this time,
I didn't run across fearfully, filled with regret.
this time,
I didn't storm across heroically, with the tenacity
and strength of a dedicated warrior.
this time,
I stopped.
I stood quietly, silently
suspending judgment,
and observing,
until my next step became
undeniably clear.
I turned to take the footpath around,
taking the long way.
I just never imagined
that a decision 'not to cross'
could become the most important
decision of all...
gee cobain, 2004

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