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Potential vs Potency

7 Feb

Potential vs Potency

Potential is what’s possible
The things you may achieve
But it takes more than wishful thoughts
And saying you believe

There is a difference between having
A great deal of potential
And being potent and that thing
Is utterly essential

The key component to unlocking
The door of potency
Is how much gumption you have got
And if you are gutsy

Having talent does no good
If all you do is wait
And sit and hope that someone will
Discover you are great

There comes a point when one must tell
Themselves the brutal truth
Potential is a good excuse
For those who still have youth

But if the years are passing by
And talent’s still implied
Don’t you think it’s time you got
Up off the couch and tried?

Potency is when potential
Is put into motion
Possibility’s replaced
With hard work and devotion

No more plans of what you’ll do
And no more boastful talk
Ceasing with the aspirations
Then walking the walk

And doing what you’ve always had
The potential to do
Talking a big game but also
Following it through

Don’t just sit and wait for your
Big break to come about
The world is filled with people who
Have talent and just pout

That nothing ever comes their way
That opportunity
Never knocks at their front door
And they cannot foresee

That it never will arrive
That they must get up first
That success won’t come about
Unless it is coerced

With effort and with discipline
With courage and resolve
Only then can potential
To potency evolve

                           ~Miro

Outraged vs Appropriate

13 Jun

People tend to not think rationally when they’re upset, offended or outraged. I think that’s a major reason why atrocities continue to occur in this world. Because the people who could be doing something about it are allowing their judgement to be impaired by their emotions (ego) and seek vengeance, which only escalates the violence, instead of seeking justice, which isn’t always as satisfying, but usually helps diffuse and discourage further violence.

When people are upset, thinking rationally and critically feels impossible, and so they simplify things. Individuals who performed these horrible acts lose their individualism and are instead grouped under simple, easy labels such as religion, nationality, and other cliques whose membership is given rather than earned. Angry fools point a finger at an entire group of people rather than doing the work and focusing on the individual who is actually responsible. An angry mind is a lazy mind. It wouldn’t be angry if it wasn’t lazy, folks. If it was an open, curious, empathic and inquisitive mind, it would ask many questions instead of making many threats. The angry, lazy mind doesn’t want to understand, it just wants blood, but after a few months, the anger subsides and that lazy mind goes back to focusing on things that don’t actually matter in the grand scheme of things, such as TV, gossip, sports, politics, and the like. Then another atrocity hits the news and all of those silly time-wasters once again take a backseat as they get worked up all over again instead of trying to understand why these things keep happening. And their simple minds are easily encouraged to be outraged thanks to newscasters who are actually actors that know how to make a terrible event sound even worse thanks to vocal and facial training techniques, and news articles that hit all of the key words for maximum emotional provocation. The puppet masters continue to pull the strings and the puppets continue to dance without ever questioning how the news is delivered, just like they never question why these acts of evil have been committed since the dawn of time.

Some years ago, I made the conscious decision to stop allowing the news to influence my emotions. When I left my emotions out of it, I was able to understand what had occurred better, what had motivated it, and also recognize the manipulation of the news media, who stoke the fire and take advantage of people’s emotions in the time of tragedy in order to make a profit off of advertising.

My understanding wasn’t a pleasant one. Here’s a fair warning; when you seek understanding, you’re not always going to like what you learn. The angry mob uses words like “monsters” to describe these culprits. I have a other words. Weak. Gullible. Followers. Sheep. Easily influenced (not unlike people who become outraged by news stories). Lazy. Cowardly. These are people who were given labels such as religion and nationality and waved those flags proudly rather than choose their own identity and earn it with sweat, pain and patience over time. And there are MANY more people like that in the world. The atrocities won’t ever stop because cowardice, laziness and egoic pride over labels handed down instead of earned will be in human beings for a long time to come.

So what’s the solution? It certainly isn’t getting angry or outraged and demanding the blood of the other people who are in the same “club” as the perpetrator. The solution isn’t a simple one, and that will discourage many thanks to their deeply ingrained laziness. But if I had to sum it up, I’d say the solution is to be prepared & be appropriate. Threatening violence on someone who is not violent is not appropriate. Damning an entire religion for the acts of a few is not appropriate, because there are people in that religion who also find those violent acts inappropriate.

Trying to defend yourself when someone tries to hurt you or take your life or the lives of those around you when you haven’t physically prepared yourself for that type of situation is not appropriate. Many people will boast about what they would do in that kind of situation, but the truth is they don’t prepare for that type of situation. They don’t take care of themselves physically, they don’t train their strength, focus, and reflexes as a soldier, police officer or martial artist does for that kind of situation. They’re delusional, plain and simple. They think they’ll have their big hero moment when the gunfire begins, but the truth is they’ll freeze, possibly scream, and probably die.

I’m inspired by the men and women who train themselves daily to maintain calm and grace in the face of turmoil. It’s because of them that I no longer become outraged whenever the news breaks of another bombing, shooting or even natural disaster. It’s simply part of the training. When the shit hits the fan, Charlie Mike: Continue Mission. Getting emotional will cloud judgment and reflexes, and will prevent you from acting appropriately. Sometimes being appropriate is using these tragedies as a moment to train your self-control over your emotions. As with any training, if you do that long enough, one day you may find yourself in one of those tragedies, and while others panic, you could be the 1-in-100 that has honed your self control, reflexes, skill and strength in order to be appropriate and neutralize the situation.

Charlie Mike,
~Miro

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The Warrior’s Creed

11 Jun

WARRIORS CREED

Prayers

18 May

Prayers

“Please” the Christians pray whenever difficulty comes
“Thank God!” they sing when strife has passed and happily bang drums
“Please!” they pray when yet another challenge rears its head
“Thank God!” they roar with glee when blessed with simple days instead

“Please!” they pray when pushed to show great patience, poise and grace
“Thank God!” they shout whenever their kind God allows their case
“Please!” they ask, they beg, beseech, implore, desire and plead
“Thank God!” they praise when “God of Comfort” with them has agreed

As a Warrior, I find the act of prayer quite dense
Wishing, hoping, wanting ‘stead of preparing defense
Praying to someone else, even if a deity
Begging for a shortcut, reprieve, relief, levity

I find the act of begging for mercy to be quite weak
I find the Christian ego to have a silly technique
To be oblivious of their own potential for coping
To pass it off to Jesus who must satisfy their hoping

A faith that just depowers people, “Beg the God above!
Only HE can cure your pains with HIS magical love!”
They’re trained from birth to follow the idea that they are sheep
That they have no control and that hardships cause you to weep

They’re taught that they are not enough, that all is owed to God
To Jesus who “Died for our sins,” the “You owe Me” facade
Silliness is what it is, the teaching that all joy
Requires satisfaction of desire; ego’s ploy

Lessons that just cultivate your ego to want more
And those who see through all the lies? “The devil’s word!” they roar
They pray to God of Desires, denounce “Devil of Pain”
Pretend they’re blessed and happy and fake it ‘till they’re insane

They get upset and angry while they claim their faith is strong
They claim their God delivers them from everything that’s wrong
So many empty inside but lack courage to admit
It isn’t working like the pastor promised with his wit

And so they pray and pray for peace of mind and hope God will
Do something about it since the Christian way’s: “Stand still”
“Clasp your hands and say a silent, selfish prayer for ease”
“Pray to God and Jesus that each day will be a breeze”

I am Warrior, I pray to nothing and no one
If there’s a God, then grab a seat and watch, this should be fun
I look to nothing or no one except myself each day
I have the strength to endure because *I* made it that way

I chose to do the work, to sacrifice, to feel the pain
To count to ten and breath slowly while others went insane
I trained and pushed myself to my limit, then raised the bar
I need no God of Mercy for I’m King, Master & Czar

The ones who pray don’t understand, they think it all came easy
They think that confidence is arrogance, it makes them queasy
I don’t play by the rules, “You’re not supposed to be alone!”
Their self-imposed limits on strength and choice just make me groan

Victims every day and night all praying for a break
They’d rather beg and suffer all their lives than be awake
No courage to question what they’ve been taught, what they believe
No courage to look in themselves in order to achieve

“Pray for this” and “pray for that,” a silly wishing game
Seemingly legitimized since it’s wished in “God’s name”
I am Warrior and I no longer wish at all
‘Cause I’ve found much more peace when I run, jump, push, climb or crawl

                                                                ~Miro

Out The Window

11 May

Out The Window

I’ve seen a lot of people claim to do the work each day
But when shit hits the fan, somehow all their grace goes away
For months or years they say “I’m working on it!” but when time
Arrives to use the fruits of all their training, they don’t climb

They do not rise, they don’t stand fast, they crumble and they fall
All their so-called work goes “out the window” as they bawl
If all your training is so easily dispatched and tossed
Perhaps it’s time to admit that nothing is being lost

Perhaps it’s time to admit that the work has not been done
Concede the easy path was taken, the one that’s much more fun
Admit the truth that when you had a chance to push your bounds
You failed to crawl through danger zones and stayed on safer grounds

“Out the window” they exclaim as if they did possess
Any focus, grace or strength before their newest stress
Nothing went out any window since nothing was there
For if it was, it would stay put and help to deal and dare

Grace and focus comes with the most outrageous price tag:
Time and patience, sacrifice, ego death (what a drag!)
And what goes out the window? Just a half-assed, lazy whim
That has about as much heft as a Sunday morning hymn

Easily discarded in favor of pain and rage
“Out the window”’s never uttered by those strong and sage
Because their training’s been burned in and holds a lasting place
There to use at will in order to maintain their grace

                                                     ~Miro

What The Hell Are You Doing?

17 Jul

What The Hell Are You Doing?

Forgive my bluntness, my old friend
One question on me does descend:
Just what in the blue hell are you doing?

With my query I don’t intend
To rile, jostle or offend
Or cause your fickle ego to be stewing

But it’s a question on which I
Do dwell upon, I cannot lie
So please enlighten me with your own side

Please explain and don’t be shy
The reason that you do not try
To be aware of strength you have inside?

Illustrate to my thick mind
How you can be so very blind
To your innate ability to cope

Why when you are in a bind
Does your grace begin to unwind
And you begin to stress, complain and mope?

What the blazes can explain
Your aversion to fear and pain?
What the dickens makes you shrink so small?

What’s the blockage in your brain
That stops your desire to train
And hone the power to break your own fall?

What the hell and what the shit?
Why the heck can’t you admit
The choice is yours, not theirs, on how you feel?

This one question please permit
Even if you have to admit
A truth that you would much rather conceal

Please shoot straight and don’t lay blame
Be honest, genuine, proclaim
The goal that you are hoping to achieve

Don’t be embarrassed or have shame
Be bold, courageously exclaim
Just what in the blue hell is up your sleeve

‘Cause all I see is misery
And no accountability
Wishing someone else would fix your mess

There must be something I can’t see
So please indulge my single plea:
What the hell’s the point of your distress?

Why’s your Warrior asleep?
Why do you act like a sheep?
Why don’t you reject what you’ve been taught?

Why are you afraid of “deep?”
Why is every hill so steep?
Why did you quit when you could have fought?

Why do you take two steps back
Whenever someone does attack?
Why is “forward” such a scary way?

Where’s your fire? Where’s your knack?
Why’s your will so out of whack?
And why won’t you change everything TODAY?

                                         @miropoetry

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