Poem: 129
Thursday, 16 February 2017

Less dishonest

Francis Pedraza
Jul 21, 2017 · 1 min read

Becoming less dishonest
I used to think it was possible to be fully honest
With myself, with others; with Reality.
But then I realized that I can never have the full Truth
And if I had it, could never testify to it
Could never fully live Truthfully in accordance with it
That the best Truth's I have are but half-truths
And that here in the shadowlands
That's the best I can do
So I am becoming LESS dishonest
Shedding the falsenesses
Of pretending to know
And of caring
What other people think
The fear of not
being accepted
Or understood
I proclaim with MILO
Give no fucks
And I whisper with Katie
Lord save me from wanting to be liked
This Authenticity is the truth
we must aspire most to on this side of earth.
Blake's a fool who persists in his folly
Better to be that
Than a wise man persisting in his wisdom
Authenticity has a way of purifying
Pursue less dishonesty with a whole heart
But embrace that you will never be fully Honest
Not yet

Explosions: Poetry

Every poem, an explosion. Spirit moves through all beings who let it. Move through me!

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Explosions: Poetry

Every poem, an explosion. Spirit moves through all beings who let it. Move through me!

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