Shining Thru

I know that “ignorance is strength” seems like a contradiction, I mean we are taught that our power comes from our education which is true…however, if you look back at history it is always the ignorant and people of the lowest class, generally also the largest class, that are used to actually fight the wars and the revolutions.  It takes someone who is not ignorant to get plant the seed of knowledge, but when you are ignorant you allow yourself to be open to only the knowledge that someone you trust wants you to know.

This quote comes from one of my favorite books, 1984, it is an excellent book that truly shows how the people with the knowledge control the people of ignorance with that knowledge and how much of it they choose to tell those who do not know.  In the book they take away words because if you take away words, you have no way of expressing your thoughts, and if you cannot express your thoughts, you eventually will have no thoughts.  They also always provide someone for the people to hate, because in finding someone to hate outside of their society, they provide something for the people to unite in.

I think that this book is an exact guide to taking over the people of society….and if you look at a lot of these things, it’s kind of scary how much of it resembles our society today.  How easily people will believe anything they see in the news, how ready the media is to give someone to hate.  And our younger generation is taking care of the destruction of language ….. so there’s not a whole lot left except to have big brother watching and take away all privacy, which eventually eliminates the feelings between people.

If people are not free to think and feel whatever comes naturally, they are in the power of those people who are controlling their inner selves.

Hear the rumble in the distance….flashing across the horizon

As the wind begins to blow…a moist freshness in the air

You can smell the fresh scent of the rain drops that will soon be falling

Free falling down gently upon all of the awaiting visitors of earth

As the peacefulness sound of the calming nature all around you

The light rustling of the grass up against the quieting of the birds

As you feel the strength building as the storm sweeps across the land coming head on

You stare it down challenging it’s greatness and feeling the excitement

The strength and power overwhelm you as you become a pawn in the middle of the down pour

The black and gray above you swirls as the drops get heavy and splash down on you

The wind sweeps up to carry the drops from their original destination without question

Surround by a peaceful strength that leaves you amazed.

Missing you in the darkness is the loneliness I’ve ever felt

Laying awake cold and undisturbed, huddled alone the bed feels like an ocean swallowing me up

Waiting for you to return and stay, waiting for the whispered “I love you, Good Night”

The passionate love never fading, always strong and burning bright

My heart feels your closeness and my body moistens with the thoughts

Feeling you enter and draw near, softly and passionately

Feeling you enter in the small hole left for you to fill

My heart is bleeding with a vast mixture of emotions

Loving you is my joy as the sweat mixes with the affection

Creating pure ecstasy as our bodies and hearts become one

So glad you’re here now to stay and sleep in the serenity of our gratification

Holding you close knowing that the love was not only for that instant but that it continues on

Knowing that missing you did not weaken the bond, but may have strengthened our joy in this moment

Knowing that I love you, I sigh and go to sleep in your arms

Moving through life with the sting of the stare

Always seeing, always wondering, what’s behind the whisper

The noisy confusion of the whispered gossip that blares out from behind closed doors

The static that surrounds you as you move in closer to listen, convincing yourself you don’t care

You keep on walking, Keep on moving so that nothing can catch up

Traveling over bridges built just to be burned, explosions of the mind deafening the bruises that glisten on the skin

Leaving destruction in your wake as you move through this life

Not knowing where you are going or when it will end

You keep on moving, avoiding what you cannot understand

The blend of people mingling all around you and yet not one of them sincere

Deceit the tool of their survival as they mold to fit the status quo

Fitting the latest movement of their life, no matter what it means for the mountains that fall on top of you

As you run, shuffle, crawl, forge, and sprint ahead trying to escape what will always be there

Moving through the life that was once dead

The tears that you bled, only create the next river that needs to be crossed

Setting up the scene for the next bridge to be built

The next relationship formed,

Keep on moving, no one will stop for you, no one moving aside, only merging

Once in awhile you’ll catch a waiting hand to help pull you up

But once you’re up you need to continue to move through the tough and the rough

Strength crumbling before your eyes

Watching it dissipate and run through your fingers

Trying to pull it up, not finding it within

Summons are failing no matter how hard you try

Can’t keep going, not strong enough to walk through

Not strong enough to stop the flood gate holding back the emotions

Trying to hang on, but feel the fingers slipping

The grasp failing and fingers scrambling for the edge

Not wanting to drown in the reality you’ve been avoiding

The breath comes only into choking sobs

Tears that refuse to obey your orders of resistance

All the lack of strength, life wearing you down

Overwhelming it comes in waves

Unforeseen and unsuspecting

Comes crashing into the strong cliff side

The rock that has held strong for centuries

Slowly being eroded away, crashing wave by crashing wave

One tide change at a time

Even the predictability of the tide

Cannot control the force of the crash

The Underlying damage being done…the wear and tear

Soothing sounds that turn deadly as the undercurrent pulls

Down into the depths that appear so blue and clear from the top

The water edge grows closer as the strong stone slowly crumbles

And yet I enjoy the view from the cliff’s edge,

Staring down as the wind blows.