Round and Round

Loud, aggressive, intimidating
That is the voice of Ego.

Soft, gentle and patient
That is the voice of Spirit.

Consciousness inside body
Look down at your hands.

Those hands are all yours
The mind is something different.

The hands part of body
The mind a frequency system.

Consciousness riding
Along your brain structure.

When the body goes
The energy remains.

Uncloaked from your sheath
That surrounded you this life.

Who you really are is inside
Looking out from within.

The body is just cells
To ground you to this density.

Otherwise you’d float
As invisible as the air.

Though I don’t have to tell you
That air is not make-believe.

Some people say that Spirit
Is just something all made-up.

I assure you it is not
I assure you.

There is a voice
Inside of your head.

Reading these words
Making them yours.

What does that mean?
It connects you and I.

That is Spirit
Working between us.

Language is helpful
To communicate with you.

But language is limited
There are only so many words.

These limited words
Are insufficient to use.

To describe all that is
In the world we can’t see.

The world of energy
That supports our life system.

The world of energy
That is gaining frequency.

We are growing
We are evolving.

This is a turning point
In our world history.

We are waking up
The world is waking up.

What does this mean?
How can we help it along?

To know body as vehicle
I ask, who is driving you?

The unstable, erratic Ego?
Or the cautious, careful Spirit?

Too many Ego drivers
Causing too many accidents.

I have witnessed in my life
Too many Ego drivers.

Driving around frantically
Going nowhere fast.

Too caught up
In accumulated attachments.

Too caught up
In materialistic things.

Too caught up
Not realizing life is precious.

Too caught up
To realize that life is short.

There will never be progress
Until people learn to progress.

Until then
It is just noise.

Be the person
That acts like traffic control.

Guiding the Ego drivers
To swerve around the others.

Perhaps illuminating
Their dangerous actions.

If they cannot be reasoned with
Go along your way, then.

Karma will work upon them
Karma will always, always follow.

Cyclical circular patters
We keep going round and round.

We will keep on going
Until someone stops the ride.

And says “Hey, hold up!”
“We keep going in circles!”

Because that’s what we do
Round and round we go.

When my daughter asks
“Why is your generation the same?”

I will say “I’m sorry,”
“Nobody could get through.”

If we do not change
They will be like us.

Fighting over labels
Creating more and more.

Division and dividing
Creating more separateness.

We have an advantage
This technology at our fingertips.

So, which one will you choose?
Ego driver or your Spirit?

Ego is societal and parental conditioning
All that you have accumulated.

Ego will spiral you downwards
Until you’ve become the densest density.

It is that very thing
That we must detach from.

Spirit is harder to hear
Energetic language is very delicate.

It cannot be heard
Over louder frequencies.

We grow into these adults
Accumulating too much stuff.

Grown children acting out
Pretending that we’re grown.

So that they cannot see
The hurt child that is inside.

Thinking this stuff is us
When it is all just stuff.

Conditioning, materialism, past
Stuff, stuff and labels.

Remove all that stuff
Who are you inside?

Are you defined by something?
That puts you into a box?

Confined to your past?
Or the past of others?

Confined by a label?
There are many to choose from!

Confined by limited knowledge?
Media is curated just for you!

So that you only see
The same thing over again.

Hit the like button
The algorithm has you.

Echoes of what is on
Our morning and evening news.

Social media is alternative
But mostly shadows that.

What do you listen to?
What media are you consuming?

Are you confined by others’ noise?
Drowning you silently in their screams?

We must realize
That we are all human.

There will be no rest
There will be no progress.

We are all rich
With our own histories.

We are all rich
With our own struggles.

We are all rich
With our own qualities.

We are all rich
Until we all die.

One day I will die, too
They will wire my mouth shut.

Closing the same smile
That my parents put braces on.

Closing the same smile
That laughter once poured from.

Closing the same smile
That I offer you today.

Embalm me like the others
We all go the same way.

Natural or C-section birth?
Cremation or burial?

We come in two ways
We go out two ways.

The in-between
Is all that really matters.

My Spirit will forever speak
Through the lives of my children.

The language I teach them
Is the language of Spirit.

Still and softly spoken
So that they will hear me.

We still cannot hear
The cries of our ancestors.

Over all of the noise
There is too much noise.

The many Ego drivers
Have caused a major accident.

Now we are cleaning up
A very messy scene.

When we wake up each day
We are offered a gift.

A gift some did not receive
The ones who did not wake today.

Use this precious gift
To remind yourself and others.

That though our time is brief
We can impact those around us.

We must teach our kids
Through our actions, not our words.

They will not care
About our self-righteous posts.

They will only see
That all we did was cry.

Instead of making sure
That they grew up knowing.

So make sure that they know
Or else round and round we go.

Kaila A. Notto

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