A Poem by Christiaan Pasquale
Just one of God's stray angels, shunned from the heavens in black, wings clipped. Every politician a carnival caller, every priest a pedophile, every despot a sewer rat, every doctor a stick up man, every barrister an assassin, every lamb a jilted cur, every guru a headless chicken, nothing as it seems.
Just one of Old Nick's minions, cast from the fire in snakeskin boots, pitchforked and scorched. Every philosopher a babbling brook, every machinist a brain surgeon, every bomber a sleeping bird, every hangman a spinning dervish. Everyone smiling into lying mirrors.
Just one of Vishnu's starving calves, standing in a ditch on a dusty road, panting, ribcage exposed to a yellow sun. Every strip tease a light of hope, every kiss a straight razor, every jail cell an open meadow, every highway a tomb, every callused hand waving you to the beyond.
A royal flush for every drunk, hooker, cobbler, lorry driver, garbage man, and busboy. And for the carpetbaggers and zealots, snake eyes, because nothing is as it seems, and the future isn't was it used to be. ~C. Pasquale
I've been getting quotes for solar systems today and working on the house a ton. If the weather permits tomorrow I can plow through yard work. I'm noticing a shift in things. That started off slowly and is errupting passionately. I've been letting go of a lot of things that don't serve the bigger picture over the years. I've put a lot of energy into trying to help others and in several situations it hasn't worked out. It's time to take that extra energy and focus it on home base. I have so many useful skills that I can use to build on my own, and I have this really good glowing gut feeling about it all.
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At age 3 she scared her mother shitless by jumping into a pool and she did not know how to swim, but nonetheless she was fine. Again at age five she jumped into a pool with no knowledge of how to swim but once again she was fine. She didn't know the means of how to get there but she knew what she wanted, to be in the water. Today she knows how to swim.
This woman now goes through this life as that little girl jumping into what she wants without knowledge of how to get it. But she's anything but reckless and naive, every leap is one she feels deep in her bones. This woman has always known exactly what she wanted and while everyone wondered how to get it she jumped. She's struggled and she's completely fucked some things up but it was never a waist because she grew in knowledge every time.
I'm excited to watch her fly because I know she won't be afraid to jump even though she still scares her mother shitless every time.