Perception
Colossians 2:8 New English Translation (NET Bible)
8 Be careful not to allow anyone to captivate you through an empty, deceitful philosophy that is according to human traditions and the elemental spirits of the world, and not according to Christ.
Lackluster
It’s amazing what we don’t know and not perceive
What is stored deep within as it seems to rarely surface?
Do we think we comprehend, how much may that involve?
Is it three percent or less just enough for our dyer purpose?
It is hardly habitual for what it takes us to go through life
A little here and there to add to chosen habits and tradition
It takes enough to just get by and to escape towards comfort
Not ever yearning beyond mediocrity in an average perception
Is it set aside for the few that hunger for deeper understanding?
They realize it’s not discovered on the surface of common sense
How to search for intricate parts of the not understood before
Driven sub-consciously pushed and driven far beyond pretense
We are too confused in complication to understand the now
So we rest in peace right below the surface in an almost coma
Live and let live the motto of our escape so raising many a brow
So not to be discovered or delivered from our deeper-self aroma
Why should we even try the apartness of understanding’s comprehension?
Is it not called wisdom that gives a foretaste of sufficiency to a simple life?
Is it not realistic to let God know the intent of our search without apprehension?
For the un-conditionality of what’s provided should be accepted without strife
Searching for issues not needed here to just to know a little more than others
That seems like such a waste of time and surely becomes a daily grind
There is too much pain and suffering not to mention hunger, despair, and violence
That the hunger for the unknown here should not interfere here with love’s find
An inventory of one’s own senses gets lost in a world of habits
Sleeping with what you think you know will oft keep you awake
Maybe true understanding blossoms when we are sincerely weeping
In places, where are dimensions cross and for that, is never too late
Freedom is maybe just: “nothing left to lose “, but for many, it would be better said:
Who cares? I have nothing left to gain, maybe losing self in-deed, is going back to bed
Jan Wienen