Sleepers of the world, wake up

I am
lost.
Completely and utterly lost…
Lost in this tangled web of thought and time.
Frustrated by myself
and the world
standing by as the shadow that I am;
waiting,
watching
as time slips
irretrievably from my grasp.
Each breath, each day, a countdown: a race
To tomorrow.
To another day.
To the end.
To death.
And I sit here and ask…
What is this all for?
Why are we all here?
What does it matter anyway?
Confused, frustrated, just about losing my mind, I sit.
And wait.
Silence.
Contemplation:
something stirs
Deep within my being
Beyond the conditioning,
beyond my limitations,
beyond the world’s limitations,
I feel.
I feel that this is right.
That life is so much more,
has so much more to offer.
That we are missing the beautiful, simple point of existence.
(even though it lies right in front of us, all around us, within us.)
To be.
Simply be.
The human BEINGS that we are,
and to live in the moment, day to day,
creating the reality that we chose.
The point I feel…
To CREATE.
To create what it is that we want, and are.
To create the world in which we chose collectively to live.
And I guess, it’s just a matter of waking up.
Remembering…
We’ve been asleep for too damn long
And now I’m bored.

Sleepers of the world, wake up

Mikyle

London, South Africa

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