Arrive

Hey, I'm here!
Where? Here!
But where is here?

Here is where I am right now
The product of a thousand whys and hows
All the people I've met and a thousand decisions
Have led me to here with utmost precision!

It's amazing!
What? Yeah!
No, what are you talking about?

I could be living anywhere, I could be doing anything
Just think of all the many things that tomorrow could bring
Then apply it to a year and the many different ways
That result from choices made on many different days

Then apply it to two years, three years, four
And think how unlikely it is as you keep adding more
That you arrived right here to this place to this time
Experiencing what is really a quite silly rhyme

Sometimes we arrive with purpose or we arrive without drive
But no matter how or why you got here, you have now arrived
What you do, now you're here? Without hesitation,
I can say you are doing the thing that will lead you to the next destination

Craft a path

I was lost in a place I knew I hadn't seen before
There was darkness all around but only one route in markings on the floor
So I turned right round and tried to find another
I took one foot put it in front of the other
Walking slowly away from the comfort of the runes
Maybe I was walking to my eventual tomb?
Didn't matter. I found lights glow in my footprints
Found crisscrossing paths and was soon convinced
That this was my duty, to light a new way
Maybe someone else would follow my path some day?
Or maybe their ego would put them in the opposite way too
The oscillation of the stubborn individual
Is still maybe better than never oscillating at all

I doubted my gait as my faith began to waver
I'd now be many steps behind, too late to be a saviour
Didn't want to undo the negative progress I'd already made
Rather see if I could last as I met water and began to wade
Out of my depth but I had to keep going
Longing for indication but deep down knowing
When you make the choice to take a path alone
You wont get the validation to which some choices are prone
You're bound to second guess every choice
Just don't give in to that doubting voice
Eventually, your feet will find a surface to let you rest
Before you move on to the next question on the test
Come through, maybe realise there was a bridge a few meters left
Yet realise how much strength you now carry with you
Even in the battles you didn't have to go through

I walked forward with no end goal in mind
The reward was the journey. and moments I would find
Sometimes finding others who eschewed the path on the floor
Then being pulled in a direction I'd never been before
I know very little - least of all if I'm doing the right thing
All I know is that life is not a competition you can win
It's an experience so explore inner and outer space in this land
Live each day and craft your own path if you can

Before the storm

Are you supposed to relax, in the calm before the storm?
Enjoy the last few minutes before chaos is born?

Stare down the lightning that is to come

Be bigger that the thunder that shoots louder than a gun

Do you panic? Release all the fear until you have none left?

Bite through your nails leave your sweat glands bereft?

It may not be intentional, but it's fight or flight

And you have to wait knowing things wont be alright

Some plan. Use the extra time merely as an extension

Build a shelter that might collapse on the slightest provocation

Plot and scheme how to take the storm down

Beware, dear storm, a rival has walked into town

Here is a fact. The storm will one day arrive with a crash

But the old adage holds true - it too will pass

And while I don't dispute that the storm will bring harm

Sometimes you still need to enjoy the days that are calm

Inspiration - the intro of Aerials by System of a Down. The whole song is beautiful, but the chilling, slowly rising intro is what inspired the emotions here.

Through the wires

click click. click click. tap tap. click.
Just like that, my message is converted to electronic semaphore
Broken up into unrecognisable splinters
Sent a thousand miles
And read by a friend on the other side of the really quite giant hunk of rock to which I am gravitationally attached.

I could, technically, send a message skittering off over near the whole surface of this world.
Maybe off world, to be sent via satellite.
Take a chance and send a package of letters echoing in to space
Words have power. And we can send our words almost anywhere

So, with this newfound power, let me preach caution
We say so much, as a species. We say more than we can possible listen.
I get overwhelmed by this power to say so much to so many
And it seems that there are those that don't. Those willing to talk enough to get their voices heard
Is that then the answer? We must all talk as much as possible?
I hope not. I like talking, but I'm not sure I'd like to depend on it for a living.

Be careful then. You are an amplifier.
Do not let your words lose their value
Nor let people forget the value of theirs
Take time to craft something worth amplifying, if you wish it to be seen by many.

And if your message is only meant for one,
Then make it worth the scientific magic that will transport it.
Let your words sparkle through the wires
And light up someones heart.
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