The Fury Which Lies

Well, look. I'm no expert - I have my own problems. I have things that I avoid too. I play head games on myself too. I am not better than you, nor am I worse than you. I do not want to compete for something you think is real, competion is a lie.
First of all, I find it very difficult to focus on what I am doing when I feel jealous. Second, I miss out on the fact that I am an energy soul. I am a spirit having a human experience and the label I own is "Carl".
Amazingly, one can look in the mirror and make all the faces one wants. Intimidating faces, Angry faces, Sad faces, Happy faces, Stiff faces, Questionable faces, but yet none of the faces pertain to the feelings inside. So one cannot judge what another feels by looking at facial expressions of another all the time, happiness is a feeling not an image. Anger, is a feeling not an image. Jealousy is a feeling not an image.

: Insta Poem : (All too often)
All too often I look with my eyes, and not with my mind.
All too often I hear with my ears and not with my mind.
All too often I taste with my tongue, and not with my mind.
All too often I touch with my body, but not with my mind.
All too often I smell with my nose, but not with my mind.
All too often I breathe with my lungs, but not with my mind.
All too often I walk with my legs, but not with my mind.
All too often I speak with my mouth, but not with my mind.
All too often I sing with my throat, but not with my mind.
All too often I write with my hands, but not with my mind.
All too often I think with my brain, but not with my mind.
Way too often I think of hate for myself, and all things
Way too often I forget I have a mind
Way too often I forget I have a heart

way too often, with everyone.

PEACE