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candle inside a palm symbolising unity consciousness and hope for humanity a poem written by Timi Orosz

Hope for Humanity

The flickering 
The flickering
The flickering light. 

What’s it gonna take to push you 
Down the page into a history book?
Without the troops,
Without the bruised
Egos, you know you should
Stand up to what’s right for humanity
Right for our sanity 
Instead of chasing vanity metrics
You are tearing down the gates of the Matrix
Like a burnt out dominatrix
You drop the pretence
As you relax into speaking the truth 
We can’t win this fight without the youth
Without you
Without me
Without the unity
That could be: we.

The flickering 
The flickering
The flickering hope. 

What’s it gonna take to say “no more”?
Our rights stripped back in plain sight 
Is not something we had on our bingo cards
Is my voice just another noise
In your over-stimulated brain?
Or can you erase the hate
Instead of just scrolling with no aim?
It’s insane how we became digitally enslaved
Believing we’re fighting wars with two taps
Too sad
Too late for trends
The freedom of our future is slipping 
Right under our fingers
With each scroll and silent anger
We’re silencing our collective anchor
When does it stop?

The flickering 
The flickering
The flickering love. 

What’s it gonna take to feel we’re enough?
Down the rabbit hole” is above ground
Without judgment 
Without adjustment
We could breathe freely side by side
If only we truly tried 
And not be tired of the unnecessary hate
We create to keep us separated 
This now stops! It starts with us
Saying no more to manipulation,
Limitation and oppressed truths 
You know how this unfolds already
When you’re ready to love with equality 
But when we label each other 
And don’t trust what makes us “us”
The rabbit hole closes up 
Leaving Alice forever lost

The flickering 
The flickering
The flickering.

You decide if it’s still flickering. 

Mind your own business

Press resume on that mental image
Imagining kicking your boss in the teeth
Teething problems in your Desired Reality
Really, is this how you imagined mortality?
Mortal enemies hiding within the media
Mediating for Wikileaks…I mean Wikipedia

[Do you even know what’s an encyclopedia?]

Your mind is your business
So mind your own business
Your mind is your business
So mind your own business
Till you see it in the wounds
That you’re not at all doomed

What if you’re alive because of a purpose?
Purposefully walking away from the circus?
Circles of friends are slowly replaced
Replayed Friday nights, going to waste.
Wanted moments of false happiness
Happily following life’s crappiness

[When were you feeling the happiest?]

Your mind is your business
So mind your own business
Your mind is your business
So mind your own business
Till you see it in the wounds
That you’re not at all doomed

Your existence leaves a mark on humanity
Humanely experiencing the power of unity
United nations, races, beliefs and cultures
Culturally destroying outdated structures
Structure your life with love in the focus
Focusing less on the fake hocus-pocus

[What was that really woke us?]

Do you want to choose liberation?
Do you want to change our generation?
Do you want to have real information?
Do you want to be the inspiration?

Your mind is your business
So mind your own business
Your mind is your business
So mind your own business
Till you see it in the wounds
That you’re not at all doomed

(In the end, it did matter how hard you tried Chester
It helped me imagine the dream, Lennon
It made me believe that change is possible TuPac
It made me find somebody to love Freddy
It helped me fall crazy in love with myself Beyonce)

Thank you all for minding your own business

Poetry for spiritual development

Lonely River

Pull me out of the Lonely River
I don’t want to drown anymore here
I stepped into the current with both feet
For the same mistakes, I had to repeat
I shiver
As I lift my hands
Hoping for a grip that pulls me out
Out of the Lonely River

Water caresses my skin
As I sink
I think
it’s time to get out
But without a clear mind
I’m staying. There’s no doubt

Pull me out of the Lonely River
I don’t really belong here
I tipped my toes out of curiosity
To understand this philosophy
I freeze
As I see things differently
Hoping to notice someone else
Who swam in the Lonely River

Wind caresses my skin
As I sink
I think
It’s not just me drowning
But I don’t hear anyone else
I’m feeling their entire presence.

Pull me out of the Lonely River
I don’t want to reconsider
I dove to the bottom already
To see my hidden treasures
I gasp
As I restart my mind
Hoping to explain to you well
What really is in the Lonely River

Heat caresses my skin
As I sink
I think
It’s not exactly real
But telling the truth is tough
I’m suddenly becoming enough

Pull me out of the Lonely River
I don’t need to find another swimmer
I jumped head first on purpose
To reveal the mysteries
I laugh
As I become one with everything
Hoping you’ll become a real winner
And fall in love with the Lonely River

Sand caresses my skin
As I sink
I think
It’s not a river anymore
But why didn’t I see the reality?
I’m now aware of the universality

Roots

16th April 2021

Digging up my roots with my ten fingers
Facing the past with a new set of eyes
Why do we keep forcing open the lid of our past
When we know it will not bring anything that will last

Connecting with our roots is still significant
Is it why we keep pursuing getting certificates?
Or are we just trying to make sense of the mess?
That surrounds us and makes us restless

Dig up your roots
Harvest the fruits
Dig up your roots
Till there are no disputes
Dig up your roots
Harvest the fruits
Till there are no disputes
Dig up your roots
Get your salutes

When you understand the affect of your past
And realise how much it made you last
To survive through your vital years without fears
And to never wonder when the end was near
But do you know where it also held you back?
Your roots trying to tie you down to the facts


Keeping your potential under a certain line
To make sure you really believe in the universal lie
The lie that says you’re not good enough
Even though you are actually really tough
Tough enough to dig up your roots
And to kick negativity out of your life with your boots

Dig up your roots
Harvest the fruits
Dig up your roots
Till there are no disputes
Dig up your roots
Harvest the fruits
Till there are no disputes
Dig up your roots
Get your salutes

My future memories

This is not a poem. This is aimed to be lyrics for a song. The only obstacle I have is the fact that I have no singing voice. Like nothing at all, unless you want to be tortured then get me to sing. So if you get inspired by my words then feel free to #singmylyrics and link back your video or recording.

Verse 1

Lyrical or hysterical

Fictional or mental

Shut your judgemental instincts

And open your kindness within

You, of course. Who else I’d be talking about?

But now you know there is no way back out

Just keep marching ahead

With your head filled with illusionary images

Limiting your true knowledge

What am I talking about? You still don’t get it?

Wasted thoughts

They have no meaning if they’re not being spoken out loud

Or do they?

Someone must have thought of them

 

Chorus

Drawing up one big circle and washing away the lines of time

Throwing in there all life experiences, watching them all shine

Should I just call it the present or my whole life instead?

When I recollect my future memories do I think in dates and years?

Or do I simply reminisce the events that are still fierce?

 

Verse 2

The limits

Heavy words shoved into a short sentence

Put a question mark at the end

To make it sound more complex

But in reality I’m only speaking about what you thought

Without worrying what my family and friends will know

Or perhaps I’m just creating fiction and these are not my ideas

But simply my imagination running around producing some crazy theories

Or could they be my future memories?

 

Chorus

Drawing up one big circle and washing away the lines of time

Throwing in there all life experiences, watching them all shine

Should I just call it the present or my whole life instead?

When I recollect my future memories do I think in dates and years?

Or do I simply reminisce the events that are still fierce?

 

Verse 3

Tomorrow I did something stupid

My future memories are coming back to me in the past

At last

Watching what I said to my close ones

5 years from now

If I could see it and feel it how would I behave right now?

Would I tell myself that it will be all fine somehow?

Would I pat myself on the back

When all I did was slack?

Dreaming about how the past was in the future

Would it confuse my head?

 

Chorus

Drawing up one big circle and washing away the lines of time

Throwing in there all life experiences, watching them all shine

Should I just call it the present or my whole life instead?

When I recollect my future memories do I think in dates and years?

Or do I simply reminisce the events that are still fierce?

 

Outro

I believe I will remember the feelings better

My past self is nodding and I have nothing against her

So it’s time to decide: feelings or actions?

What’s more important to me: the wholeness or the fractions?