FastedA Poem by falsenameI’ve found that
great moments are created out of desperate circumstances. When the pain
and struggle become palpable, and the mind and body fight to remain upright,
then the will is truly tested. This energy is a craft blend.
Getting to this point requires keen resourcefulness. The mind will wane and adjust, and the body will
follow. The prevailing factor is the unconquerable will. When the
calories are low, lean tissue surfaces along with a stronger psyche. The
reason for persistence becomes somewhat primal, and time slows to a
crawl. Each second is felt. Every breath becomes resonant.
Time becomes a part of the physical body--wasting it is a form of suicide.
One must not wait. Resilience is born through this deficit, and the
mind’s inner dialogue begins to intensify. When the body is depleted, all sensations are
magnified. A silent moment can be overwhelming--it’s well deserved. Abundance is a reflection--a point when
scarcity is met with influx. One’s
worth becomes synonymous with one’s will to endure struggle. © 2017 falsename |
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Added on February 24, 2017 Last Updated on March 7, 2017 Tags: spoken word, fasted, false name Author
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