Posts tagged ‘authenticity’

Out in Plain Sight Yet Hidden From View

 

I am hidden and I am not.”
— Arthur Rimbaud

 

Out in plain sight
yet hidden from view
my lyrical soul
shines out at you
Most tho can’t see me
what a surprise
Their eyes have been veiled
by the weight of the lies
society tells us
what we can view
follow the media
to know what to do.
Schools will mould us
towards the way we ‘should’ be
we gladly dawn the chains
to avoid being free
So we avoid looking
at our own honest souls
Hidden, not hidden
stuffed in their holes

 

Blessings, G

 

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The Oracle AwaitsThe Oracle Awaits by G A Rosenberg

 

Primary PortalPrimary Portal by G A Rosenberg

 

Choice, Responsibility, Authenticity and Fate (A Question From a Friend)

 

“A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man’s brow.”
— Ovid

 

What do the words choice, responsibility, authenticity, and fate mean to you? At a personal level?

 

Choice- Something I make every moment of every day.
I am responsible and accountable for the choices I make and their consequences. I may bitch about the results all I want. I can rationalize how my choices were inevitable given my upbringing, my culture etc yet especially at the point of life I am at now. I am responsible for recognizing how much each of those things play into my choices.
Fate is the pattern of our lives. It is the path of least resistance and can be altered.
The more my choices and words reflect my true self, beyond influences of my past or my culture or even my mood, the more I am being authentic.

 

There is a word in there that you missed, – Accountable.
It is close to responsibility but not quite the same.
When we screw up our choices for any of the above reasons, we still have to say “I screwed up” and try to make it right if possible or at least own up to it. We can’t merely hide it away or blame it on ways we have been abused etc. These are our choices. We have made them. To blame them on anyone or anything else is to give away our power.

 

Blessings, G

 

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Caught in the Spider's WeavingCaught in the Spider’s Weaving by G A Rosenberg

 

Energizing the HelixEnergizing the Helix by G A Rosenberg

 

Method Acting Myself

 

“The roots of language are irrational and of a magical nature.”
— Jorge Luis Borges

 

“Determined will is the beginning of all magical operations. It is because men do not perfectly imagine and believe the result, that the (occult) arts are so uncertain, while they might be perfectly certain.”
— Paracelsus

 

According to wikipedia, “In the dramatic arts, method acting is a group of techniques actors use to create in themselves the thoughts and feelings of their characters, so as to develop lifelike performances.” Yet how often in life do we act as our true selves? Too often it seems that we spend so much time worrying about the effect of our words and actions that they become more of an expression of how we wish to be perceived and not who we are. Even that tends to change depending on whom our perceived audience maybe.
I would play my true being and self consistently in all the moments of my life. Even more I would play the person I wish to be, unfettered by the expectations of others or the emotional dross and baggage that make up so much of my actions and reactions, Perhaps by adopting the form of my true self I could become my idealized self and thus become the stage for future becomings.
Blessings, G

 

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Howling at the NightHowling at the Night by G A Rosenberg

 

43-SabnockSebnock (#43 in Goetia series) by G A Rosenberg

 

Our Speech and Our Silence

 

“I want to write a novel about silence. The things people don’t say.”
— Virginia Woolf

 

Some of us talk enough to fill volumes. We expound on so many different topics and fill the air around us with words. Yet so many of them are empty. We refrain from saying what’s really going on inside. When it comes to being vulnerable, we become silent at best. By this, I don’t necessarily mean that we don’t show emotion. I could talk for hours about things that make me weepy or make me angry. Those things for many are merely the scab with which we cover our wounds. So often when we cry or rage, we are not doing it about the topics that really matter. More often it means that someone has come close to a vulnerable area and we are desperately holding up signs that say “Here there be dragons” in the hope either that someone will either back off. Perhaps we have a greater hope that they won’t and that they can whether the emotional smokescreen to expose the injury beneath and thus offer healing. Yet we pull back and hold those areas in silence. Yes our speech may fill volumes but our silences can fill buildings.
Blessings, G

 

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Seduced by the ShadowdanceSeduced by the Shadowdance by G A Rosenberg

 

Calling Forth through FireEvocation by G A Rosenberg

 

Heartsong

 

“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.”
— Franz Kafka

 

The song of my own styling
is a rainbow in the dark
full of broken colours
and long roads
The melody does not sustain
and harmonies are rare
yet there’s magic in the lyrics
and refrain.
I hear it when I’m sleeping
and sing it to the dawn
Its carried in my backpack
and my heart
It’s a sad and joyous tune
a riddle and a plan
yet there are parts
even I don’t understand
yet it holds me in the dark
and it sings me under cloudy skies.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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New HorizonsNew Horizons by G A Rosenberg

 

The BroadcastThe Broadcast by G A Rosenberg

 

Dare in Your Garden

 

“Plant a garden in which strange plants grow and mysteries bloom.”
― Ken Kesey

 

Lose your fear of being different
Dance to your drummer’s beat
no matter how different and strange.
Live in the garden of your own design
and nourish the plants that no one has seen before
Let them grow wild and free
as your dreams dark and mysterious.
Be concerned only with the ways you conform
that are not you.
The things you are for others
that are not your true self.
Those are the weeds in your garden.
Roll naked in your tall grasses
and invite others to make love under your stars
Embrace your strange universe
in the knowledge it is singular
Feel the joy of who you are.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Lady PhoenixLady Phoenix by G A Rosenberg

 

Camouflaged SnakeskinCamouflaged Snakeskin by G A Rosenberg

 

Self-Revelation

 

“No man has the right to dictate what other men should perceive, create or produce, but all should be encouraged to reveal themselves, their perceptions and emotions, and to build confidence in the creative spirit.”
— Ansel Adams

 

I stand naked before the court
exposed before my self
judge and jury watch
as I accuse and defend my being
Here is my ignorance
and my indifference to cries
I pretended not to hear
Here is my fear
that excuse for inauthenticity
Here my sense of beauty
and my kindness
Here my concern and my thoughts
I drone on for hours
ripping off the layers of my being
more revealed with each word
until finally I am exhausted
A feather hovers in the air
and my sentence delivered.
With new clarity I go forth.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Cute Yes, but Look at his DreamsCute But Look at His Dreams by G A Rosenberg

 

Stained Glass ExplosionStained Glass Explosion by G A Rosenberg