The outlet, it fuels, it feeds, it gives power. An overload of it will blow a circuit. A spark from that can start a fire. A fire burns. Burning can destroy. Destroy what takes so long to build up.
But burning down to build anew is the cycle of the Phoenix, is it not?
Born again, with new youth and energy, the Phoenix flies once more. It soars the skies, its beauty for all to see, until that day, when once more, it is time to repeat the cycle. Repeat it as though it’s brand new.
Explosions are not always precise. When they burst, they may or may not hit their target. But no matter the intended result, there is always an impact. The impact of collateral damage.
Damage damned damning while destroying what might not even have been the intended target. But nonetheless, we destroy because it’s how we are. It’s who we are. Why can’t I just accept it?
Humanity is filled with violent tendencies and is set on taking that out on all others to create the cycle. To relive the flight of the miserable Phoenix. A wounded bird, it’s wounds on display for all the world to see. The smoke trail behind, the ash raining down that it brings.
Why can’t I just accept it? Why can’t I just love it and take it? I see the bird, for I am that bird too. It’s our collective burden. If patience is a virtue, then the virtuous have left. Left us long ago.
Cycle of rebirth, the rebirth of hurt, a cycle of pain perpetuated until we rally, we combine to combat that and not one another.
Pipe dream. It’s a pipe dream. That’s all it is. Another silly dream. Words that are meant to ponder. Words that don’t want to give up but don’t see any other way.
When you lose hope, what then do you have left? To accept. Acceptance, accepting the answer to the question ‘How is this sustainable?’ is that:
Unless change occurs, at whatever pace that takes, we will destroy ourselves. Nature will not judge. Nature will persevere but if that’s the case why can’t we see that Nature within us and how it’s so clear.
“Release the shackles of inhibition that binds…” Or is it ‘Release the shackles of inhibition that keeps us blind…’
I don’t know. IDK. WTF? What the fuck?
I don’t have the answers. I merely share. Share what I observe. Documenting how I feel in the event that it might serve. If it serves, if only just one other, than I did a great service and all this disservice I’ve experienced was worth it.