express your self
fiction
Edward w Pritchard
If nobody listens as I talk I will lower my voice. If nobody notices when I help a teacher buy used books for children I will pay in quarters. If nobody hears when I rage against injustice I will learn new skills. If nobody says thanks as you give what you can give again.
Express yourself though you only receive gratitude and reward in your dreams. The permanent record has been noted and marked. Repeat, smile repeat.
Those phantom characters who live in shadows in your nightly dreams record all that you do and spin their whims to create your secret story. Your secret story drives your destiny.
In the morning stumble East toward sunrise. At evening stretch your steps toward approaching darkness. Turn twice to see the full Moon and setting sun in the sky at the same time.
Each tune produced by whistling birds is used by your phantom characters to spice your understanding. Each moment spent in reflection over injustice helps your phantom characters tune your voice.
Raise your voice, lower your eyes, stretch out your hands. Movement is significant. Understanding is rehearsed. Existence is sacred.
Sit very still. Close your eyes. Hear your voice. Still your mind.
Pay the piper for the tune in crisp two dollar bills.
Move about your territory. Existence is sacred. Use your hands. Lower your voice.
Express yourself.
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
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