welcomeA Poem by delapruchna.welcome misunderstanding of your motives & your feelings, because if they knew exactly what you meant, what you needed, what you wanted & you knew the same regarding what came from them, then there would be no more conversation & hence no more joke-producing material, hence no chance to make another acquaintance in this period of life that we seem to think is our own--- but in the absence of free will, in the absence of all the demands pressed upon by those who want us to be held responsible for our pre-determined genetic programming & in the absence of all the stabbing pain caused by individuals who seem to think that someone else is watching, that someone else is gonna bring it all back to square one, free of human bias---welcome their own misunderstanding, for we’re only as right as the method of investigation proclaims & finding more evidence is key to standing straight & true with a clear conscience.
welcome the pain when it comes, because it will & though it may subside, it will show its face again---you know it already has & so it will again, but it allows one to identify those moments when it seems far away & to drench in the pleasure of a day with minimalized stress.
sum it all up in a statement, take it to the shredder & start again & start again, drink it all up by the bottle, now smash the bottle & start again, play it all in a song with the geetar, now ya smash that geetar (or pluck all the strings out like they been goin’ out of style), now find a new instrument & start again--- welcome reinvention & welcome another possible you, free of what others want from you, free from what others want you to be, free of finishing this very piece with any sense of conclusive meaning.
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Added on September 16, 2012 Last Updated on September 16, 2012 Authordelapruchnothingville, NYAboutBio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..Writing
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