PrOsETRY Reflections

They come – sometimes So rarely, in fact, that I can forget What it feels like The tears The pain The purposelessness Piercing the heart Weighing it down For reasons left unspoken Perhaps because there are too many Or perhaps because there are none The tears The pain If nothing else Are signs of life

Motivation So necessary for productivity For the things that need doing And yet For me Most present when I consider The things that don’t And thus begins one of two games Either The manipulative stretching of motivation to include The ‘need-to-do’ Or The reframing of the ‘want-to-do’ to become A ‘need-to-do’

The kindness of strangers is a curious thing When I experience it so frequently It causes me to pause And wonder What the motivations are. And generally, I think, a plurality of motivations Is a safe assumption.

Is it possible for me to belong in each of the worlds I inhabit? It is not something that just happens But perhaps becomes possible to the extent that I connect and identify with individuals in each of those worlds. Belonging, I suspect, is connected to choosing And if that is so Is it possible […]

Belief Once so beautiful, essential, central The most important thing A criterion used to evaluate others To see if they were ‘one of us’ A source of meaning, purpose, hope Binding ‘us’ together and setting ‘us’ apart from ‘them’ Belief Now so destructive, divisive, perplexing Naïve arrogance that says “I know the Truth. Hear it, […]