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<\/span><\/div>\nMATTERING<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n I think therefore I am<\/span> And so my Mind has been my spiritual path<\/span> I became slave to it.<\/span> But what I am realizing is that I am God.<\/span> is the one that matters.<\/span><\/p>\n And it is this innocence, this natural reflection of God<\/span> And so I am knowing, these days, that I matter<\/span><\/p>\n And I can move thru this world, on this road less traveled<\/span> and that is enough<\/span> And we are all of this,<\/span> We matter.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a9 Diana Lang 2019<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n
\nthis is what I have learned<\/span>
\nthat my mind defines me<\/span>
\nit makes parameters and structure<\/span>
\nand great long avenues of delineated thought<\/span>
\nthat flow upon logic freeways and take me where I want to go<\/span>
\nand that are in step and in synch with the global cultural experience.<\/span>
\nWe agree upon that.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nit was the agreed upon road to follow<\/span>
\nthe quickest path to the consensus goal of “achievement and success”<\/span>
\nand so I learned it<\/span>
\nI learned to reason<\/span>
\nI learned to be reasonable<\/span>
\nI learned to be creative within the parameters of structured thought<\/span>
\nand I became slowly, but surely, confined by it.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nMy mind became my keeper<\/span>
\nIt became the Golden Calf,<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n
\na\u00a0 cheap copy of God.<\/span>I think therefore I am.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nI was God all along.<\/span>
\nI am materialized God in form.<\/span>
\nWe all are.<\/span>
\nAnd my little innocent light<\/span>
\nthe one that has no brain\u00a0<\/span>
\nthe one that just is<\/span>
\nthe one that doesn’t even try<\/span>
\nand, in fact, trying would make it less so<\/span>
\nthe one that asks for nothing<\/span>
\nand knows that it is everything<\/span>
\nthe part of me and us that wonders\u00a0<\/span>
\nand simply lives and breathes\u00a0<\/span>
\nand loves and lives<\/span>
\nAND<\/i>\u00a0yes, thinks<\/span>
\nwithout any strategy<\/span>
\nwithout a plan or a five-year goal<\/span>
\nwithout\u00a0botox\u00a0or a diet<\/span>
\nwithout a new car or the\u00a0internet<\/span>
\nwithout any language even<\/span><\/p>\n
\nthis gentle response to Light<\/span>
\nthe simple holding a butterfly on our finger’s grace<\/span>
\nthat matters most of all.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nthe one that is\u00a0impulsed\u00a0by my inspiration<\/span>
\na direct reflection of my light,<\/span>
\nor be on the crazy 405<\/span>
\nand still,\u00a0<\/span>
\njust be me<\/span><\/p>\n
\nin fact, not just enough,<\/span>
\nbut a grace upon the earth<\/span>
\na gift unto the world.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nthat.<\/span><\/p>\nShare this:<\/h3>