Contradiction #8

Other people are not a source of peace or happiness;

but something deeper –

an experience of ourselves.

Yet, without other people,

we may not experience peace or happiness.

~ Kelly Hartland

Contradiction #5

Hope –

Life’s bland without it;

reality’s distorted with it.

~ Kelly Hartland

Deep feelings

If to take offence

is 10% actuality and 90% actualised fear –

who is the offender?

~ Kelly Hartland

Unexplored terrain

There are endless journeys,

discoveries and mountains to conquer –

just within yourself!

~ Kelly Hartland

Puzzled

Life is an enigma –

when pieced together

it crumbles into reality.

~ Kelly Hartland

Mirrored Window

What if A Window Was A Mirror?

I would see me, adorned and adorning; projecting.
I would see this as a form of imprisonment – like
my addiction to identity, consumerism, or trying to appease my God; not knowing
if it’s His voice, or just mine.

Would I notice, and therefore feel frustrated, that I can never
truly understand myself – knowing there are parts of me and my life
I can never access?

I am a mystery beyond my comprehension.

If I did know this about myself, would I then know that if I can barely
comprehend my entirety – how can I judge myself?
How can I judge you?

This mental illumination would then show hypocrisy in the shadows of me, of us –
that would be okay wouldn’t it? To cast light within?
To be honest with myself, and have myself be honest with me; this would be the beginning.

What If A Mirror Was A Window?

Would I see possibilities within me?

Would I see me forgiving another, before seeking an apology?

Would I see that virtue is more than the act of giving, but is,
the act of giving in secret?

Would I see that all conflict is the direct result of control?
Would I feel prompted to ask myself, ‘who is trying to control whom in this moment of conflict?’

Would I see that conforming to the convictions of another,
is to deviate from my own?

Would I see the selfishness in not living up to my full potential?

Would I not see how focusing on my own drama’s is me procrastinating?

If I could see all of this, would I not also see how every time I feel offended
by another, it is actually me offending myself through the lips of another? My fears
unwilling to be recognised; wanting to wear a mask.

Then I see that self-evaluation will douse all fire of contempt.

I see that life is an enigma, and when I try to piece it together; it crumbles
into reality.

I notice now that I am looking into a window, a window that is dim with reflection;
and I see humility.

~ Kelly Hartland

Self deceiver

Deception –

hearing only what one hopes.

~ Kelly Hartland