Have come down to earth
To help raise its vibration
We weren't meant to exist
Like everyone else
We were meant to be the light
But not as singular leaders necessarily amassing an audience
But as co-creators
Turning the light on in each and every one of us
It feels safer
To hand our power over to someone else
What if we do it wrong?
What if we accidentally hurt others?
We don't want to feel too responsible
So we point fingers and place blame and lift up the high and mighty
We glorify who we deem worthy and demonize the rest
Why can't we all just be like the ones we've decided are worth our admiration?
But what got them there?
And what happens when you discover their imperfections?
Will you proclaim your disappointment or stand firm in your allegiance?
Does it matter?
Who are you and why is your opinion the most important?
When you find out someone you loved did something wrong
Will you bow your head in shame
Trying to unlove the things that made you feel something?
How long will we stay here
Afraid to feel
Afraid to be
The profoundly imperfect humans that we are
Because that's what we are
And that's what we're supposed to be
We came here
To discover
Not to be "perfect"
Whatever the fuck that means
Please tell me
What perfection means to you
Because all I see
Are lies
Lies and excuses and projection and anger
Suppressing emotions and...
Illness
Are we surprised?
Are we surprised at all of our aches and ailments?
Are we surprised?
Of course we are
Because no one even knows themselves enough
To understand why
They hurt so much
There isn't a person who's trauma I haven't held
People are so afraid to feel
So all they can do
Is normalize pain
And ask everyone else
To normalize it too
But we didn't come here to be "normal"
We came here
To be different
And to discover
Or rediscover
What else there is
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