Around and around we go, no one knows where it will stop Relationship, either it’s great, or Cosmic Slop. Maybe I’m wrong, but it sure seems we create The Now from our past We build on the mistakes we have made, is it any wonder nothing seems to last? Into our mind we develop definitions, distinctions and the like of words That we unknowingly create our world by, just one of the herd. Sometimes it seems that we are in a Cosmic Blizzard not able to see The simplicity of life’s rules that were given to you and to me. Each relationship we enter into is different, brand-new, never existed before We enter with expectation, entrenched in our mind relationships are bad, a festering sore. From our past this has been our experience, a pattern, but we are asleep Something will keep drawing us to this type of person, until we awake and take a Cosmic Leap. Life, Love, Relationships are living entities, things that we create Not something we buy at Wally-World, K-Mart, Target, and not something to abnegate. How do we teach ourselves that relationships are not bad, how do we learn From the patterns of our past to get beyond already knowing, eliminating crash and burn? Where in our life time did we learn we were so undeserving, so broken, so unworthy That the best we can hope for is someone who thinks of us as scurvy? Relationships are full of things that make us the way we be Commitment, Responsibility, Love, Trust and other stuff, within ourselves to see. All these things and more are living creations of our own making built from our past We can live with what we have already distinguished, or look at life differently, a new cast. There are no guarantees that what we change will be for the better or get different results in life Maybe we can get out cycling through shoulda, woulda, coulda, maybe beyond conflict and strife. What are we so afraid of, will we lose control, manipulation or this thing called power To be so unequal in our dealings with others, we know like milk the relationship will turn sour. We truly are creatures from the Cosmos, we came here to this sandbox to learn Open our heart, walk vulnerable, take another chance without expectation, or crash and burn. Within this life somehow we must make every effort to get beyond conflict, strife and pain On the other side, within us, exists a creation of beauty, peace and love, that is our Cosmic Aim. So it is Written ... So it is ... ... to be continued Jay W. Gasaway [6/17/96] (c)Birth sign: Not entered
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