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    Space

      Michael Graves    1        0        Report content

    You live your life in the space that you create.
    Nobody else owns it.
    Nothing else controls it.
    It is yours. It exists
    in tandem with the space
    of others.
    But it is yours.

    You are free to move
    or not.
    Nothing stands in your way, unless
    you elect it so.
    (And then it's usually
    for some entertainment purpose. One
    of the hazards possibly of being
    bored.)

    It is: As high and wide
    as broad and deep, as
    filled with light or darkness
    as rife with danger or with
    sparkling opportunity
    as you make it.

    And you make it
    simply by deciding that it is there.
    Before that, it was naught.
    After that, it is.

    (Too easy, right?)
    Light or darkness
    mass or absence
    matter not.

    Up to you.

    No one can interfere with it
    unless you allow it. Which
    you might, from time to time
    and perhaps forget that you have;
    just for the entertainment value of this.

    The: “What!?!? How the hell!!!?...”
    of it.

    Entertainment. See?
    But it is still your space.
    And it interacts with
    the space of others only
    as you decide.

    You don’t have to believe it.
    That’s entertainment, too.
    Your choice.

    You create your life
    in your own space.
    Nobody owns it.
    Nothing controls it
    Except you.

    And in your own space
    nothing stands
    in your way.

    –Michael Graves
    Senior Poet, Al Da Beatz Magazine

     

     

     


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