your very own's

there are times, are there not, when the senses we use for detection and survival yield to the sense deeper within that signals what to do in life-and matures into self-determination
the moment may hold struggle...it may not
if so, we may become broken...we may not
in the vast moments some might well be wronged...i hope not
for there are these and many more dangers, in which let us despair not
some may not care…i think.... .. ...well perhaps they don’t
but does this truly matter...i should say not
here we may turn to others...for comfort; assistance; and, possibly, justification...and thus, NOT lose trust or faith

there are times, are there not
when the moment’s gifts sate more than appetite, but also the yearning soul; the common desire; the formal demand;
the social value; the worldly need...a reality forming
all of which often manifest from a dreamer’s imagination
and then collective co-creation

i celebrate and honor the dreamer in any of you
that you awaken to, and tap into when there are signs that all might end…it will not
or that necessary things are beginning-that we may disbelieve are so...though we must not
there are reasons they’re referred to as “necessary”

there are times, are there not, when the signal to us in the moment
if of trouble or whimsy or some other sense
beacons more than the state of our lives
but also life’s truest indication if responses to the conditions we come to be in are worthy or not
when in states of stress do we persevere perhaps, or fade
when in states of distress or panic do we crumble or merely withdraw and retire perhaps
in states of confusion, do we simply disregard or perhaps investigate
when frustrated or angry, do we just lash out in offense or attempt to understand with concern
of our satisfying achievements, do we competitively judge and subsequently condescend all others or find grounding in a sense of esteem that invites them into concerts of co-evolution
in our denials of anything do we seek to validate these conclusions or remain receptive to convincing evidence of another wisdom
of any ecstatic bliss we are fortuned with, doth we postpone preparing for mishaps or the next unknown, though inevitable, disaster
in our noteworthy arrivals at stable lives, will complacency numb us

will responsible precautions veil and lessen our wildest imaginations
do we make time in our routines to consider why our souls yearn or what our eagerness exists to indulge
choose well my dear, dear...dear companions
there are a great many things that depend on you doing so

among them...our common possibilities, and perhaps your very own’s

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Composition Dates/Times: 05.02.2025_02:44
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