My blood flows full
Posted by funky uncle mustard on 05 Oct 2006 at 11:03 pm | Tagged as: Inhibitions, MustardMusings, Passions, Poem, PunkMustard, Purpose
My blood flows full
Chemical composition
Unique
The energy hidden
Screaming silently
“Let me flow freely!â€
How can I?
What was I thinking?
This brief poem punctuates one of the key themes of this site – the journey to becoming who you are. (And not what everyone else wants or what we think we should be.) The end question is something many of us rarely ask. Once we ask it, things change. Possibilities emerge. As well as all the (irrational) reasons not to be who you were made to be. The question, however, remains: “Who were you made to be?†It’s a question not easily answered, but a question worth serious consideration. Worth striving towards an answer. And, there is an answer.