What happens when you acknowledge
the situation you are in as unsustainable?
To so many things,
but most incredulously
a few things:
You begin to dream:
Of the perfect world
acknowledging the true essence of your being
Of the life you would choose to live
the life you would love in every minute.
Even the shitty ones,
because they are far better than even the best of current times.
Maybe you start dabbling in the dream.
Living out bits and pieces.
But “real life” summons you back
draining your divine energy
to forget about everything that really matters.
The economic trap of staying afloat
in a stagnant pool
while your heart longs to ride the currents.
The vision realigns.
The universe (not so) subtly tells you to go for it.
Cheering you on.
Pushing you to face fear, choose love.
So you sit on it,
wondering how it could possibly even be?
Because you have no idea how it would work.
But that’s okay,
because it would definitely be different
and you were never one to be the same.