You know I said,
What will happen when comes the
Time we can read each others thoughts?
Will we be able to allow others to see,
In the beginning that there are flashes
Of ill will and jealousy and con games and
All manner of uncomfortable feelings
In all manner of degrees.. From the tiniest slip of the tongue
To the grandiose plotting of a desire based in fear?
I said to him,
You can let me know when you are fuckin with me.
I like that. I like when someone slips
And falls into there own nature (that dark side)
And then can look at me and say..
Hey, I just wanted to right then…
The thought came and I acted on it
And now that does not please me anymore
What do you think honey?
And I say,
Hey I just wanted to too
I just reacted and manipulated cause well
I knew you were.
So here we are my love
Two people who moments ago
Were in the depth of the human experience
Protecting all manner of historic buttons
Pushed and flipped
By each other.
So here we are.
And then we embrace
Softly, the words fall away
Like paper mache
And then what we do is,
We forgive ourselves first
And then we forgive each other
So getting back to reading minds?
Well imagine if we could,
How much more conscious
We would be about our thinking
About each other.
We would take total responsibility for our
Instead of focusing on what we don’t like about
We would begin the process of creating a way
To see each other in a light that would
Alleviate us from needing to blame or shame
We would understand that it is ‘US’ who creates
The ‘others’ in our lives
We would all be so busy learning how to choose
Our world would change in an instant.
this thought has always fascinated me.