let it be known
that everything you’ve ever longed for
has always been a part of you
this is not a jingle for the american dream
it is not a super soul sunday message
it doesn’t even care whether you feel motivated by its implications
it simply means that we are all walking halls of mirrors
we have no original desires
most things that could be described as a need was once a want
and that want was once nonexistence
in my life
i’ve seen so many versions
so many upgrades
improvements on features that had never been bridges to my notions of happiness yet now keep me from thinking straight
i suppose it’s what happens when
we are no longer left to our own devices
when our imaginations are under the yoke of another’s innovation outline
when we forget that we can splurge on daydreaming
that we can luxuriate in time
when a moment of stillness amidst the chaos of this world
is all it takes to have enough