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Dear World

Contributed by JacobJowers on Thursday, 13th March 2014 @ 09:59:33 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



Awesome news, world
I was happy today
I WAS
But you turned around.

You turned back around
To push the emotion out of me
'Cause you just
Don't want me to be happy.

I hate you
I hate this
I hate it
I hate everything.

You ask me to change you
But you kick me
Make me the sensitive person
I am today.

I can't change you
If you don't want me to
I can't live on you
If you throw me on my face.

I can't change you
If you don't let me show you
My place
My place in which I can't earn.

My place can't be earned
Because you don't let it be earned
Let it be earned
Let it be easy.




Copyright © JacobJowers ... [ 2014-03-13 21:59:33]
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Re: Dear World (User Rating: 1 )
by xHeathenx on Friday, 14th March 2014 @ 04:51:34 AM AEST
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The part at the end of earning didn't quite go with it based on what I got out of it.
It made me think of political activism in the sense of making the world a better place.
You end up experiencing happiness, brief may it be, but it's almost as if life, nature, the world itself even, refuse to let it be. You wish to change the world to allow if not you, anyone with the potential to be happy do so with ease, but the world, doesn't want to let you change it. The world doesn't like change.

Nice poem. :)


Re: Dear World (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Friday, 14th March 2014 @ 01:22:12 PM AEST
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The world, people you don't know, are not obligated to care about you, my friend. There is a poem by Steven Crane..it is apt (and short) so I will put it here.
'A man said to the universe,
"Universe! I exist!"
"However", replied the universe,
"that fact has not created in me
a sense of obligation".'

I understand exactly, exactly where you are coming from. We enter this world alone, and we depart it thusly. The truth is, though, that we are alone our entire lives. Your consciousness exists only in you and for you. We are all individual entities emitting our own energy. It is your obligation (from the driver to the car/your physical body to your spiritual energy) to emit positive energy. That is what your soul wants your mind to do.

Think of this- when you ask yourself, facing a dilemma, be it moral or otherwise, "How should I handle this?", or "what should I do?". This is your MIND asking your SOUL a question.

Your sense of happiness must spring from within yourself, and not be dependent upon ANY external factors. One last thought on this aspect of your poem. One cannot 'dark' a candle to banish light, but one CAN light a candle to banish the dark. (I made that up!)

BE the well lit candle, and you will see the whole world in a different light.

"I can't change you (Perhaps I'm too literal here, but who the hell asked you or brought you to think you needed to change the world? And into to what?)
If you don't want me to
I can't live on you
If you throw me on my face."

"My place can't be earned
Because you don't let it be earned
Let it be earned
Let it be easy."

Have you defined what is your 'place', exactly?
Is this job related?
Are we still talking about the world here , or is the "you don't let it be earned", you, a person, or the whole bloody lot of us?

Wow...I do like the poem...been there and still are sometimes. I've enjoyed this examination. If you wish to delve a little deeper, please send me a message. Ref: your poem. I enjoy your style, your thoughts and your dissection of your life. Soldier on, mate!




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