Polarity

An earth made of dreams.
People made of stone.
Apathy, ignorance, self-obsession.
We are slowly dying inside. We kill ourselves bit by bit.
We alienate others around us. They don't matter. We are the only substance.
A cruel world.
Silencing the difference.
Stabbing the change in the back.
Crazy you call it!!
This reality is all we have.
Never out of the boundaries.
Seldomly out of ourselves.
Limits all around us.

We secretly long for the materialistic world to consume us, the way we consume it.
We crave for the attention of the earth, of the beyond, of the unknown.
We have forgotten the love, the empathy, the respect, the inner power, the soul.
Breathing is not a conscious act.

Touch your hand. Slowly caress the skin on your palm, your fingers. Feel the heat running through every part of the skin you touch.
You are alive. Whatever the outcome, whatever the struggle, how you see the world is up to you. Your own choice. Believe that.
Touch with your consciousness the people around you. Melt away the stone. The fear. The regrets. The hate.
Feel the identity float away as you become one with the world.

Accept.
Love.
Respect.
No change is needed..just acceptance of the fact that we are trully one. No effort necessary.
Just realisation.
Wake up, touch the world, feel the heat.
Embrace it.