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Here is a new poem video — guiding us to embrace the wholeness behind the story being force down our awareness.
We are so much more than the tools being used to divide us. We are one. We are humans. We are family. We are the river flowing swiftly towards ourselves. We are, in fact, whole — all we have to do is allow ourselves to recognize the essence of this dream. LOVE.
Please share this video poem on your social media accounts (since I don’t share on the fbook or instagram really) as well as with friends and anyone you think will find this poem healing and uniting — lets gather our energy so we can join together and radiate our suns inside these beautiful bodies! Much gratitude.
Provisions of Personal Geometry and Other Media Survival Tips
I don’t want to write this
how hard it is to stay positive in the assault
of supposed truths
alt facts, parallel perspectives or whatever lie euphemism
is currently fortifying the Orwellian lexicon of modernity
how every time someone brings up anything—even the weather for godsake—
I see jaws stiffen, shoulders collapse
hands wring in the powerless fist of it all
that is how I respond, when visiting my friend
as she scarfs the Facebook feed
– exclaiming, shrieking, tsking
the multitude of daily horrors, pictures even,
hate politics, racism, war, global degradation,
poverty, misogyny,
to name a few, the mask peeled back, I crawl in my skin
what happens if I accept my cameo in the cosmos of all this reality 3D
even if all I did was garden, teach children, play music on Sundays
what little lie did I tell?
what moment did I choose to make myself feel better at the expense of another?
where do I gossip?
the scarlet “A” in awareness has a finger pointing at my chest
how to witness without becoming
how to change without blaming
how to embody this code of empathy
so it flows through all membranes
this choice, this moment
is the martial art, the yoga, the mediation
we’ve been prepping for, cramming even
how many times have I stood on my head
so I could see the world upside down
well, look at me now
staring at the navel of my personal geometry on a global scale
just so I don’t freak out every time a stupid smart phone dings
is it is possible to remain unruffled within ruffled trappings?
can we learn to align our Vitruvian Selves
into interlocking tetrahedrons
radiate humanity
past the next headline?
me too, I am guilty
me too, I am innocent
me too, I have hurt
me too, I have been hurt
me too, I want revenge
me too, I want compassion
I acknowledge my part in this Rubik’s Cube of leadership
my echo in the caricature of power
I will not look away
I open my heart to this ugly mirror
beautiful minds eclipse angry eyes
love is the only state that governs my dreams
sacred rainbows dart from deep black
serpent whispers ride ancient currents
star dusted insides spin pyramid eclipse
light halos reflecting all time
circular everything at once
infinite journeys woven into an altar
of flesh
we take the medicine
we open
we travel
we dive
we discover
we sing
we listen
we laugh
we cry
we learn
we forgive
holding hands
at the brink of time
jumping into
now
Blake More © October 2025