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Ode to Emptiness

26 Dec
Ode to Emptiness
 
There was a test that I endured ‘bout 15 years ago
I learned, moved on and worked hard for the life that I now know
I haven’t given it much thought but every now and then
I see another person with same challenge to their zen
 
I’d like to think if I could pass that test then so could they
I try to have faith that they know tomorrow’s a new day
But more and more this term pops up and a voice deep within
Says, “Share your story, share your scars, tell them where you have been”
 
As much as I don’t feel the need to stroll down memory lane
My conscience tells me there are some who could learn from my pain
And so I’ll tell you of a person I knew long ago
Someone I thought was a loved one but in fact was a foe
 
It’s only in these recent years that I’ve began to learn
About a certain term that causes empaths great concern
It’s “Narcissist” and in two words, it means “Empty Inside”
Except for all the bad traits such as jealousy and pride
 
Although I’d like to think that each of us is quite unique
Narcissists are almost clones with minuscule mystique
I’ve read a couple books and watched some ‘gurus’ on the net
And all the commonalities of which they spoke was met
 
With utter, gobsmacked shock at how identical they are
Narcissists all have the same agenda which will scar
They’re empty so they seek out those who are filled with great passion
While their partner thinks it’s true love, they think it’s simply fashion
 
Status is what concerns them, what other people think
And that is why their moods can shift as quickly as a wink
There’s no conscience, no voice inside that whispers, “Loyalty”
There is no heart that says, “Let’s walk their path with empathy”
 
Agenda is how they attempt to fill their empty void
And they don’t care who it leaves scarred, distraught, sad or destroyed
They’re disconnected creatures who use others as supply
And they can move shockingly quick when their victim runs dry
 
I see so many loving folks struggle with how they feel
I see so many genuine kind souls with this ordeal
I see them question themselves since it can’t be their ex mate
Take it from a survivor: your lost love’s filled with hate
 
And bitterness, hostility, disgust, distrust and scorn
And they sought out what they don’t have, something with which you’re born
They lack a soul and so they think proximity will help
While “gaslighting” their partner into a mistreated whelp
 
They’re very clever at it which is why so many want
To get back with tormentor who they think is confidant
I’ll give the same advice as all the gurus give as well:
Walk on, stay away, shut up and steer clear of that hell
 
‘Cause that is all that waits for you if you try to make peace
Narcissists don’t gain unless another does decrease
You’ll never hear a “Sorry” from them said, but if you do
Listen carefully, look close, and you’ll *feel* it’s not true
 
Of my own journey I can say that when we spoke years later
The ‘narc’ that I once knew was still a jealous, petty hater
Competitive and still concerned with prestige and esteem
Bragging and obsessed with all things trendy and mainstream
 
Sad, I thought, and more we spoke, the more it felt like old
Though years change most, for narcissists three decades won’t remold
They’re stuck the way they are, empty and always seeking source
Sucking partners dry and then filing for a divorce
 
Moving on the same day with no heart mending required
Genuine connections? No dear, that’s not how they’re wired
Some will have a child which they’ll use as their supply
Siphoning the joy from all the apples of their eye
 
Move on and use your time to find someone who’s more like you
As hard as it may be to trust, here is what I went through:
I chose to let it go and I got busy with my life
I met a girl, I fell in love, and soon made her my wife
 
We’ve shared a special love for 15 years and every day
I’ve kissed her, hugged her, said, “I love you” and she’s the same way
Every day, my dears, has felt like heaven here on Earth
And maybe that’s because with narcissists, there is no mirth
 
Maybe it’s because with narcissists, you live in hell
Constantly harassed with doubt and insults as they yell
I do assure you that it’s not normal for one who claims
To love you to bombard you with such hate as they spew flames
 
Be honest with yourself and show *yourself* love you deserve
Break the chains, burn the bridge and sever that raw nerve
Don’t dwell on what they did or said, there’s more where that came from
To be around such parasites will only leave you numb
 
Have the faith that you will find someone after your heart
And have the brains to circumvent those who tear you apart
Learn about the beast known as “the narcissist” and then
You’ll recognize their games and will not fall for them again
 
                                   ~Miro
 
For more information on narcissism awareness, I highly recommend visiting Quinn Holliday’s Youtube Channel at

Heaven Now

19 Jun

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Heaven Now

Fools will clutch their gospels close to chest and all exalt
How Heaven will begin for them when their body does halt
They’ll talk about how, “All is peace and love and joy and bliss”
Somewhere down the road while the present moment they miss
It is because I was present that I saw Heaven, now
Because I paid full attention, I was stunned and said, “Wow”
It is because I knew Heaven was right there in my sights
That I paid full attention to Heaven each of those nights
I showed Heaven how much I cared, I did the work each day
I called, I listened, empathized, I loved, I did not pray
I did not beg for my Heaven, nor did I sit and wait
I went out, searched and found Heaven, my graceful, loving mate
My head is not within the clouds, I care not for “beyond”
‘Cause Heaven’s something with which I share a tremendous bond
No tomorrow, no rapture, no hoping for a dream
No clouds and pearly gates and angels needed to redeem
Heaven’s now and she’s my wife, my Queen, my love, my friend
Who’d have thought that Heaven could all the way here extend?

                                                   ~Happy anniversary, Sweetness

Love Thy Enemy?

30 Dec

Love Thy Enemy?

I’ve seen a couple folks who feel their spirit has been roused
Their inner Warrior’s awakened as my writes were browsed
They warn how all those before them should beware what’s to come
They threaten others because “A Warrior I have become!”
How sad and misguided to have missed the point so badly
Yes, enemies must be fought…but do not do so madly
Yes, a sneer may don your lips and teeth bared with true grit
But deep inside the heart, nothing but pure love should emit
Posturing and performance may be required to
Dissuade the ignorant normals who know not what they do
But deep inside where no one sees, there must be empathy
There must be courage to admit, “I love my enemy”
To say “I understand you even if I don’t condone”
To say “It hurts me to do this, your pain is not alone”
A Warrior is so plugged in, connected, so aware
That though sometimes they inflict pain, to do so causes wear
It is a choice that’s made with great deliberation since
To cause pain to another person causes SELF to wince
Most who have not awakened don’t suffer the effects
Right away, the “guilt” or “conscience” takes some time to flex
But truly what we should call this is “Empathy” my friends
And if you are a human being, there’s no way to cleanse
You are connected to them all, both loved ones and your foes
And you can’t start an argument or have it come to blows
And “win” because your foe incurred more hurt than you sustained
That is why after the rush, eventually you’re drained
‘Cause even the most self-absorbed, egoic person feels
Empathy for all those villains, scoundrels, tricksters, heels
Try your best to hate them, you will fail no matter what
And that’s because you’re here to LOVE, it’s programmed in your gut
So when you feel like talking tough about how they will pay
Be sure to take a moment and mention your own dismay
Perhaps if you would ponder self-destruction, you’d relent
You wouldn’t be so quick to fight a years-long argument
Let it go and wish them well, there’s no battle to “win”
Instead focus all of your strength on the great war within

                                   ~Miro

Your People

21 Dec

Your People

Anything of any worth in this life must be earned

Loyalty takes hard work as far as I am concerned

Yet many people pledge allegiance with no thought at all

No effort and no sacrifice, no passion and no gall

They simply look at their skin colour, see it’s white or black

And say others of the same hue are free from their attack

They label other people who were born under same flag

As fellow patriots with which to cheer and boast and brag

And those who are the same religion, that’s their people too

Confederates united AGAINST those who hate what’s “true”

They call them “My people” but never ponder what it took

To form that weak alliance, which is why so many shook

And faltered, crumbled to the ground over a little spat

Easy bonds that took no work can crumble just from chat

The truth is that “Your People” are just egos wrapped in same

Exterior of skin or flag or religion or game

The link is formed through shallow means of what the eyes could see

And when the topics go deeper, all that camaraderie

Quickly crumbles in the face of tempers that do flare

“You’re not the same at all!” they think as they become aware

A small iota of work’s done and quickly those allies

Are now betrayers who deceived with a shallow disguise

If anyone’s to blame for being fooled, I’d say it’s those

Who offered instant loyalty and never did suppose

That someone with the same skin may not hold the same ethics

That honour and integrity’s not something that’s ethnic

That empathy’s not exclusive to one theology

And all “Your People” quickly turn into “Your Enemy”

When time is spent and effort made to find out what’s beneath

The matching shell, familiar husk,  the carbon copy sheath

                                                     ~Miro

Take It Back

22 Nov

Take It Back

We’re given a life that is free from all strife
When our mothers gives birth but it soon loses worth
Over years from decisions of not chasing visions
Of abandoning goals and allowing our souls
To grow too complacent, focus too much on rent
And material things which just emptiness brings
And then one day we see that we’re no longer free
Our lives have been taken by those who have shaken
The truth from our hearts and imposed shallow parts
Saying money and praise is for what we should craze
This Warrior comes to bang on battle drums
And to give battle cry: “Take it back ‘fore you die!”
“Take your life back from them! All their concepts condemn!
All their fierce competition and their golden ambition!
All their status and bragging leaves your compassion lagging
All their feeding of pride only serves to misguide
Shut out all the noise and regain your true poise
It is time to wage war on the concept of “more”
On the things they’ve told us: that we should cause a fuss
Whenever we can’t achieve what will enchant
Come full circle to the truth that you once knew
Before they all took your true joy with their hook
Let go selfishness and all of the stress
Take your life back and live for your true purpose: to give”

                                               ~Miro

Loving Sinners

6 Nov

Loving Sinners

Every time I speak of gays, some sheep recites this tripe:
“Love the sinner, hate the sin!” I guess I “love” this type
Of person who is so close-minded to call love a sin
Simply because both participants have hair on chin
Or simply because both have boobs, this old line now bores me
No, it’s not sin to approve homosexuality
But these same people who “love sinners” always do forget
It is a sin to be angry, to worry and to fret
It is a sin to be fearful, to have no faith or hope
It is a sin to be weak and to not show strength and cope
It is a sin to not have empathy for those unlike
Yourself, a sin that’s just as grave as those of the Third Reich
All these people who “love sinners,” well I love them too
Despite their cowardice, their apathy and hate they spew
I love each moron, imbecile, each idiot, each coward
Despite their sins of ignorance which they freely devoured
I love them even though they never questioned why they’re taught
To hate, to disapprove, condemn without the slightest thought
Without searching within their heart and soul for what’s the truth
I love each one of these “sinners” who think it is uncouth
To be so close to someone else that it feels like two hearts
Beat as one but it’s a “sin” if they share private parts
So for all those who “love gay sinners,” well I love you more
Despite your fear and ignorance and how you do ignore
Your innate trait of empathy which shows you what is true
I love you despite all your sins, although I don’t LIKE you 🙂

                                   ~Miro

Selective Righteousness

6 Nov

Selective Righteousness

Many speak up when they’re asked about their views on gays
The sheep recite the Bible verses that they seem to praise
They talk about how God has said that being gay is wrong
They say it’s written, black and white and so they feel quite strong
But also there in black and white it says to love all those
Who you consider “enemy,’ to love all who oppose
It also says in black and white to not be jealous of
What your neighbor has amassed, instead, to show them love
In black and white it says forgive and walk the extra mile
It says to not allow anything to upset or rile
It says “Fear not, for I’m with you” and yet those who oppose
Homosexuality ignore much of this prose
Selective righteousness, they pick and choose what comes with ease
They passionately stand by scripture that the herd does please
But anything that comes with effort, pain or sacrifice
Swallowing of pride or ego simply won’t suffice
And so the Christians who think “gay” is wrong will honk their horns
In traffic when another driver frustrates them or scorns
They’ll see a comrade’s gain as something they wish was for them
They’ll say “So happy for you” while inside they just condemn
They’ll claim to follow “Prince of Peace” but try to shatter love
That one man has for another in name of Lord above
They’ll look on two women who love each other with pure hearts
And all they’ll see’s anatomy, the human private parts
They see not souls and spirits, just the vessels which expire
They do not realize within is energy much higher
They’re prisoners of dying flesh, to bones that bend and break
And they are terrified of those who are now wide awake
They’re threatened by the ones who see above, beyond, more deep
Because they followed their hearts and no longer act like sheep
For those that pick and choose by what is easiest to follow
This Warrior has something bitter that you must now swallow:
Your Prince of Peace, your King of Kings preached to just let it go
And He would be ashamed of you to see the grief and woe
That you spread with your ignorance, your lack of sight and feel
Your inability to recognize a love that’s real
Go ahead and pick and chose what will test you the least
Keep following just the scripture spouted by your priest
Immerse yourself in just what works for sake of ease and pleasure
Follow just the lines that come with no effort, just leisure
But one day death will come for you and it will all make sense
The fading of your mortal body makes the truth intense
And you will come to see how silly it was to judge those
Who simply had same genitals underneath all their clothes

                                                           ~Miro