Focus On Now

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Sometimes in the middle of the night I ask myself, where is your vision? I mean I follow so many that seem to have it all mapped out. Yet here I am aimlessly wondering in the wilderness, accepting simple truths and easy passage. While the world moves away in such focus, yet who is the blind man? The one that craves meaning in the meaningless or the one that accepts things as they are. Lord knows, why I have to ask. For the seeds of jealousy and envy are still here, just beneath the cutting blade.
 
So I ask myself, why not focus your energy? But when all the focus is on survival, who has the time? When the perpetual clock keeps ticking and lives hang in the balance. And you’re so focused on survival that goals are nothing more than distant wishes never able to come true. So what is potential, when potential was something you bartered away for time. But the cruelest trick of them all is that time is like fine sand shifting on the beach. It’s seems to be there, but it’s never the same grain.
 
So I stand unopposed in my thoughts watching as lives move forward. Yet I just stand there, seemingly with no purpose , no rhyme, or no reason. Expected to be content in it all. Not focused on the forward or the backward, only on the here and now. So what that means for me is laying here at 3:51 in the morning. Confessing things most leave unsaid, into a dimly lit screen, while the rest of the world sleeps. Buried deep within their plans, while I focus on now.
 
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