Whatever happened to our natural curiosity?
The childlike wonderings?
Not yet fallen out of paradise.
Still one with all that is perceived.
All the questions naturally coming up when entering
this wondrous world.
What is This?
What is a colour a shape,
so marvelous to behold.?
Too beautiful to put away with a label.
Where is it gone?
And when did it make place for the limitations and
the fixed ideas which made of Life
a cardboard box of reality.?
Hard, thin and superficial.
Making us feel separate and alienated.
Trying so hard to fit into society.
Adjust, obey, be a good girl or boy
Don't upset the structures in place..
Why do we need to pretend to be a somebody.?
Why are we made responsible for our lives?
Making careers, be a good citizen.
No wonder there are so many walking around
feeling lost, feeling like misfits, depressed.
Because it is just not possible to find any
true and lasting happiness in pursuit
of all that has been dangled in front of our noses.
Paradise is always already present.
Before we started to believe the stories
of everyone around us.
Through a cacophony of conditioning,
ideas and assumptions
shines the beauty of home base.
Never lost and never found
As it could not go anywhere.