Blind, Deaf and Dead 

All I had was this lousy burger and a soda beside me,  as I sat on that bench, lost, zoned out for good measure. Well inside this raisin sized brain I was just wondering if everything was the same. 

I kept asking myself, if change has come to me why hasn’t it affected me?  Why don’t I feel the difference?  Why don’t I have panic attacks like some people I know? Why on earth am I still poise?  

And then it dawns upon me, something miraculous,  yet so simple, but tremendously life changing at the same time. 

Even though the ground beneath was another continental plate altogether,  the sky above my head is,  was, and forever more will be the same. There is something about this feeling, it makes you stronger,  it takes away all the loneliness.  The clouds speak to you. They tell you remember to dream on,  higher n higher,  think wider and wider, and the ground beneath your feet will keep moving, paths will be clearer and goals will be milestones.

There will be times when people will only laugh and diss us for each and every move we make, well to be honest even if you do make something out of nothing they will still talk.  Point is that doesn’t Matter, as long as you are Deaf blind and dead it doesn’t matter. What? Didn’t make sense?  Let me emphasize,  you gotta be deaf to those who say “you can not”, you gotta be deaf to those who give you crappy advice. You gotta be blind to plan “B”s that you have,  for your plan “A” isn’t then fool proof and  by being dead, means you have to delete  all those unnecessary contacts from your phone book that never call. You are as good as dead to them anyways why waste life for such hogwash? 

Just think about it,  how many people do really talk to you everyday?  On social media?  Less?  In real life? Lesser?  And oh by talking I mean meaningful conversations. Enough said. 

But on the other side there are people who are looking out for you,  silently praying for your well-being,  we sometimes don’t even know they exist,  but oh they do.  At some point there is some good deed that has been done by your own hands and has affected someone even unbeknownst,  it has still earned you that someone who is somewhere thinking about you hoping for good things to come your way. That’s all it takes people,  all you need to do is give back to the world this positivity and keep doing what your thick adamant head wants to do because after a gazillion failures you will succeed, moreover even if you don’t, you will have come a long way further, for ambitions drive us.  
The goals we set define us and then forge us into what we are. I personally have failed so many times that I am no longer afraid of failure any more. Just because I have one secret weapon in my arsenal, and I call it the ability to get back up again. 

As long as the goals you set become your milestones jus make sure u look up to the skies and tell yourself…Home is where I make it….
The Waterman