echoelite

Another fork in the road traveled. This is one of those decisions can come with ripple effects. #Pensive.

Highly Motivated People….

Have extraordinary purpose

Are willing to take risk

Are energetic

Are humble

Are committed to life-long learning

Possess an attitude of success

Are persistent - with options

Strive for health in all aspects of their lives

Rise above adversity

Purpose > paycheck

Outcome > income

Creation > consumption

There was a time when friendships lasted lifetimes

When childhood adventures made up your greatest memories

Your neighborhood block became your sanctuary

And genuine partnerships held shelf lives of decades or more

Take a quantum leap into the present

On my part nothing but resentment

Our greatest memories are downloaded and superficial

Conditional to popularity points gained from complete strangers

Social network; web of lies,

Social butterflies caught in the internets

With crooked wingspans drifting through virtual skies

Relations with people in the 21st century have  8 minute life spans

Wait a minute, update: Your next true love has arrived in your inbox

Communications full of spam

It’s all a scam; a shame; all of us to blame

For giving in to this synthetic accumulation of names

Endless chatter of disingenuous relationships

1,300 friends, no physical or emotional connections to them, only inserted computer code

We are living in a two dimensional screen, re-defining our three dimensional world

I surrender my doubts,

In pursuit of what feels real

I surrender my fears,

Evaporating all the worry I concealed

I surrender my foolish attempts to seek others elsewhere

Anticipating what this union can reveal

I surrender myself to the thought of you and I,

Ending a long and difficult journey in search of something true

I surrender the bitter memories of a heart once broken

It now beats strong once again, in sync with your own

I look at strange hands holding mine, and they no longer feel strange

I surrender my concern towards your scent and touch

My resistance towards you ends in this final plea

I surrender to you my most precious commodity

My heart, in exchange for yours.

The wind blows;

Creating a new expression in my face

The rain;

Recycles the air and dampens my skin

I’m cold and wet and alone

Nature keeps me company

It’s able to keep me warm

In the cold climate it creates

I continue to search for something to do.

I’m heading in the anti-social direction again.

In a world that changes every day exponentially,

I remain static.

A statue without even a pose

No sense of direction.

So I look up at the rain once again,

As the wind blows through my face