Scatter Brained

Perception is flawed.
Reality is a bundle of neurons.
Life is not what we think it is, but far more.
We Just Can't See It.
I (and by extension, you) can only effect that which I can touch.
Love is better than hate,
Truth should be sacred, regardless of the pain.
No one ever does anything they don't choose to.
You can't give anyone anything they are unable to grasp.

All that exists for you to experience is Choice and Chance.
Your choices are your only vices.
Chance is best endured by making good use of your vices.

Many might avoid Real Pain all together
trading the dread and fear of the Potentials
for the insular smugness of non-involvement.

Slyly smiling at their "WisDUM" in choice
whispering to themselves at how little harm comes to them.

Happy in their desperate isolation
Free from Agony... and Comfort

Untouched and smooth; without scars.

I've seen them everywhere; this plastic safety clearly evident in their eyes
Never drinking a full cup of life
never realizing the price of joy is participation of depth.

I, Myself, (as few can attest) would gulp it down in draughts.
Give Me Pain. Give Me Joy... Give Me Life... Give Me Sorrow.
I want it all... and though I may gnash at the nicks and blood
that My fulfilled request creates,

I will suffer through the pain and sorrow...

Because I know that I have lived full.

You can never explain ... depth to the shallow.
You can not, by sheer will and intimidation, create harmony.
You can never inculcate love...

All you can do is be the largest being you can fathom...
Loving, Giving, Doing and Being with every fiber you possess.

No one truly controls another, and few control themselves...
(No one ever chooses to do anything they do not want to)

The best anyone can do is be true and walk tall,
And if someone follows, whispers their joys in your ears
Then both are elevated and life can be sweeter.