Convergence

Our lives start out simple and easy nothing to rock the boat make us feel queazy for the most part. Not all of us had that nice little mom and pop start to guide us out of the dark. But one thing that is for sure is that our lives will blow up and expand, scatter like snow in the wind. They say the goal is fall apart and reassemble not having instructions just trying to make it resemble what it did before. Something that changes though is the things you pick up that weren’t part of you that now are. Every time we manage to pull back together people try to shatter us back apart. Emotionally it tears you down but the lessons you gain while beaten down make you so strong that no one can take your crown that you have built from your tears and your blood. Just watch us now. You won’t believe the long strides we are taking now. Stepping over the things you used to shut us down. The walls you broke down in us we just rebuilt to make stairs to get the hell away from your destructive snares. So high we can climb. Go ahead, break me again, see if you can, I’ll just be back with something so valuable it will roll heads. It won’t be anything of physical value in this world just what’s in our minds. Alone us shattered stand, together we all shall tread. Where? Forward I hope. Not like there is any low we haven’t come to know. So in a way thank you for breaking us, tearing us to shreds. It’s just new building blocks for us to play with and make us better in the head. The convergence of pain and suffering with the lessons that were played out the deck makes us what we are. Us that have been broken come in many varieties. Some of us have made beautiful minds that make the world look so much better, the educated who took any information possible and shoved us ahead, and the rocks that have compounded and solidified their fortresses so that others that are broken have somewhere they too can reassemble. But no matter how many there are we will all stand tall together making a wonderful world not so far away but tethered, close to us for all to walk about in pleasure. As for the grinding people that burnt us to the nub, the heart breakers and mental abusers we owe you one small thing. We will show you what we can do with our faults and flaws that we turned into beautiful displays that you will never be able to feel but you can look. Only look. On we will carry with our gained gifts and forge something that will light our way, something worth the carry.