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Everything influences everything. The whole of hum

Everything influences everything. The whole of humanity is just an echo of the past. If not that, then not this. We are all alive because others lived first. We hate because others hated. We love because others loved and gave it a name.

We speak because others spoke. We are, because others were. Your genes look good on you despite the fact that thousands and thousands of people wore them before you. There is nothing new under the sun.

We build on what came before. We assume we came up with something new, never knowing the seed of that idea was planted way before you picked the fruit.

Who are you? Are you your father? Your mother? Your grandparents? Are you a complex system made up of a complex system made up of a complex system of everything and nothing? Divinity lies in our cells as it lies to our thoughts. We are forever, but not in the way most think.

Everything influences everything. Today, when you say what you say, it will affect what your children's children's children will think. Think about that.

Think about it as you realize that your very thoughts were crafted before they entered your mind. Just as it all echoes forward, it all echoes back. We are a moment in time and our lives are made up of a trillion, trillion infinitesimal moments such as this one here...and this one here...and this one here.

Who are you? What are you? Why do you breathe? Why do you die? Why do you live?

I suppose that in the end, it is what it is. For if it was not, then how could it ever be?

Barnes, Silencio. "Everything Influences Everything." #Thoughts on #life #philosophy #identity and #sociology

http://bit.ly/eything

Home in the distance. Adieu.

Home in the distance. Adieu.

Morning Reflection

Morning Reflection

Dear Neighbors:

Dear Neighbors:

Rearing Metalpede

Rearing Metalpede

Her Majesty's Arrival

Her Majesty's Arrival

The Old Woman's Memories

The Old Woman's Memories

Don't Touch Daddy's Sippy Cup!

Don't Touch Daddy's Sippy Cup!

An Artist's Statement

An Artist's Statement

Because apparently, people like seeing her

Because apparently, people like seeing her

She was confused about love, confused about truths

She was confused about love, confused about truths
Confused about lust and what it tells her to do
She was bruised by hearts that are joined like two
But were split by sharp knives that part through blues

Sharp eyes that reveal what the heart holds true
Beholder was he, emboldened by cues
Signals sent by She so unknowingly cute
But the line pulled taut, She was captured by youth

Young love, he and She, it was all She knew
But that youth was marred by caress turned bruise
From hands so soft She was left in ruin
But, that was the past She has paid those dues

Learned those lessons, made those moves
Done with that path, She follows new rules
She wanted me to understand and not misconstrue
She wanted me to know the truth and not see the ruse

And that’s how lightning strikes
Sudden like death, awesome like life
And that’s how lightning strikes
Sudden like death, awesome like life

Barnes, Silencio. "the HerStory of She." from Sentiments of the Cerebral.

#rhyming #poetry about #child #abuse #rape #personal #growth - #growing and #relationships

2nd #verse #stanzas and #refrain

http://bit.ly/herstoryof

“Our” Sacrifice She demanded that I cut open

“Our” Sacrifice

She demanded that I cut open my shell
and let drip my burning soul
onto her frigid altar

The steam, she said, that arises
from such a conflagration
would rekindle that imaginary, burning, thing
that we thought we had lost
so long ago
She hands me the knife,
for no sacrifice is sacred
unless done by one’s own hand

We both held our breath
as I raised the blade to Our neck

And once again, as before
the sharp edge pierces only her

And she bleeds

And I, with impassive serenity,
walk away, as I have before
to leave her (bleeding out)

Her wounds will heal,
though I will provide no aide

So the scars: puckered, pulsating and fierce
shall remain

She will live, that we may play
this game, once again

Silencio Barnes. ""Our" Sacrifice." http://bit.ly/oursacrifice

#poetry about #sacrifice and #relationships

...fair warning

...fair warning

Walking on Water

Walking on Water

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