You and Billions Others

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Here’s an interesting thing about this little platitude…it’s wrong…it turns out that you can, billions do it every day. The point is that those billions accept and love themselves and do not need external validation to be happy. They only need their own sense of self-worth…that they are deserving; to be loved and to love others.

Mr. Olsteen, like all the others in the religion and “spiritual” industry, has to create this kind of message so that you continue to look toward a 3rd party for your validation. Of course he’s hoping you look toward him and send your dollars his way, as do all the other pastors and priests, ministers and “managers of the soul”. Their whole business model depends on you distrusting yourself…to be happy, to feel wanted, to love and be loved…and they hold those feelings for ransom and collect payment along the way.

The fact of the matter is really quite simple and requires no books, no studies, no incredulous belief…simply: you already are beautiful and capable and deserve to be happy. Not because you believe in some higher power or read some book but because you were born that way, just as every other of the 7 billion on this planet were.
Because you are you. Period.

When you look to others for validation, no matter how well intentioned those others are, you become their psychic slave and must forever look to them to gage your own feelings. How they feel, look, act, etc. is what you attempt to mirror and thus realize some sort of happiness (because they are obviously happy…right?) but it is illusion and superficial.

Your happiness is yours and yours alone and needs no motivational poster or pithy saying for it to be true…
…and you’ve had it with you all along.

Believe. Go. Do.

Matter of Fact

Do you matter?

I was watching a trailer for a movie and one of the actors said (venomously) to another that the character was deathly, existentially, afraid that they “wouldn’t matter”…and that got me thinking.

Matter to who?

The idea that we are inherently insufficient (emotionally fragile, easily broken) is an oft heard message in media, in our homes, in our work…our whole lives…and makes us dependent upon the judgment and validation of other people. We constantly seek to “matter” to other people because…why? Apparently because we cannot matter to ourselves and have that be the “end all be all” of living. We, in most cases, simply don’t know how.

Should I care if you give a shit about what I am writing right now? Does it matter that you read it at all?

There is no obvious answer except the knee-jerk response of “Hell yeah!” because it’s information that I think is important and would like to share with my peeps…thinking that they would profit (intellectually) from its knowing. And profitable peeps are happy peeps. But the question still hangs in the air as to why I should care if you care.

We’re social animals, of course, but we’re also independent creatures who are able to exist without other people (most of us anyway) so the idea that we “matter” to others is really based on that sociability factor and less on our own self-validation. Which is to say that if we value ourselves sufficiently, we don’t need reassurance from others and therefore don’t need to matter to them.

But no one got laid by not mattering…

…so, yeah…you matter…

…but not in the way that you think you do. I believe that you matter when you love yourself—fully accepting everything about yourself and fully aware of how you live your life—so that you can really love other people, I mean truly love them. You matter to them when you give them unquestioning, unconditional and supportive love…and you can only do that when you believe you actually matter to yourself, first and foremost.
You matter when you believe you do.

Period.

Believe. Go. Do.

~TrevorZen

Nothing Grows Fastest

Let the light in
pull the curtains away
from your face
away from your life
don’t you know,
don’t you know
nothing good
grows in the darkness
because “nothing”
grows fastest, it will
eat you away to
a shadow, to just
the suggestion
of who you were
replacing your love
your heart
your dreams
accept the depths
the hurt
the pain
the life
you’ve been given
accept the
success
the happy
the joy
the love
be who you are
be who you are
there isn’t
another on the planet
and we need you
we need you
to be
you
I need you
to be
you;
a message, a motion
an idea
that can be emulated
modeled…becuase
…the more
you there is
the more
me
there
can be.

Someone You Don’t Know

My heart breaks, bleeds
a simple misery
tears of silent sadness
fall with these words, the
ugly cry, the wanton
and the wanting…my
heart breaks for you
for not living
the live that is yours

The ferocious demon in
your mind/mirror is yours
yours alone
created from pieces
of pain, from huge planet
sized dreams of hideous
disadvantage and
your own personal
disownment

I want to tell you, I try
to convince cajole collect
the billions of shiny
patterned pieces
of you that is goodness,
an iceberg of amazing
that is hiding below
your sea…and your eyes
ears, mind only know ice

So you don’t listen, you
don’t know what
you are, where
you are, who
you are when you are
always beautiful, sadly
wonderful, simply special
…merely amazing…always
you

You can know only
when you know like
being helped when you
agree to help
yourself, you can
only know when
minds/mirrors
aren’t mocking, aren’t
misery, aren’t reality

My heart breaks, bleeds
a simple misery
as you see only
that reality
that ice, that dream
of who you are, when
who you are
is someone
you don’t know

BFF

A best friend accepts you for simply being you and makes no moral judgments on your actions, understanding that we are all imperfect, flawed creatures. A best friend cheers you when you succeed and picks you up when you fail and sincerely appreciates both you when you do the same for them. A best friend helps you become a better person because they know that by doing so, it in no way makes them less of a person.

A best friend laughs at your jokes, tells you when you’re being an idiot, gives you advice only when you ask for it and basically allows you to be the person you are. Without question.

Learn to be your own best friend.

You will thank yourself.

Believe. Go. Do.

~TrevorZen

Word to your Mother

 

We grow up
with words, slowly
attaching meaning
emotion, want,
need
have…have not
inimical and
indelible they
sink into skin,
absorb
into squishy
grey matter
eggs for
breakfast…why?
words tell us,
show us
what is right…
now
enough agree
then
a word means it
not
the other thing
but
it
only it
until it doesn’t
and that
changes, that
evolves while
fvccant
500 years ago
means fuck
today…or
was it fokken
or focka
they are words only
small signals in
long chains of neurons
chemical
reactions
associated with
a pattern
signifying
meaning
pointing to
only
and ever
words