The “fractured,” broken, traumatized, lesser realm isn’t
mine.
Never was.
I used to think it was for others, since I didn’t
live their life through their eyes.
But no — that’s what they were taught to believe.
Big difference.
And just like children do, we — each and every one of us —
learn to parrot what we inherit as our own, until we start questioning what we
once thought to be true, fundamental, unquestionable.
Parroting isn’t stupidity; it’s developmental inheritance.
You can’t force growth.
You can’t force a seed to break open.
You can’t force roots to grow.
You can’t make the seasons change.
Everything simplifies when we look at nature — when we look at the natural human being.
I didn’t call it “force” back then.
I thought that if I just explained what I see plainly, explicitly, people would
see it too.
Would understand.
Would grow.
Because that’s what change is — growth.
But readiness isn’t cognitive; it’s structural.
It isn’t external.
It’s internal.
If you don’t appreciate the wrong,
you can’t appreciate the right.
In that order. 😂
I somehow always knew that without knowing.
(The intellect is overrated.)
So I always looked for the wrong first —
the negative,
the misplaced,
the doesn’t-feel-good,
the lie,
the fake,
the hollow.
Look the other way?
Bypass?
Why?
If the “why” didn’t have a real, sustainable, livable
answer,
I couldn’t do it.
