Three things

Suppose were given three things in life. Were given things to do things with. Three simple things, though they still manage to be quite complicated at the same time. By who, is not in question. Whats in question is things.

Were given body, mind, and a certain period of time. When were born, we receive those things. Its a line of some sort. Theres a beginning and then theres an ending.

Were given a body. Couple of hands, couple of feet and bunch of toes. Were all given that. Animals are given a different kind of body, but a body still. You can use it in different ways, for good and for bad. And what we do with it is our own choosing. You may force someone to do something with their bodies, but were we given a body to do that? Were we given something to make something else feel miserable?

You can use your body for many things. You can use it to be tender. You can give a hug, you can give a kiss. You can receive a hug. You can cry. You can fight and you can flee. You can get up when youre beaten down. You can help someone up, or you can push someone over the edge. Were all given relatively similar bodies as species.

And weve come a long journey as species, but still two bodes dont manage to pass each other in a narrow road without the silly ping pong of changing routes. One want to pass from the right, and the other wants to the opposite. And then the ping pong starts.

Secondly, were given a mind. Its been said the human mind is the greatest tool of our time. It can overcome any object, it can solve any problem, it can invent magnificent things and come up with great, world changing ideas. It is a great tool. You can do whatever you wish in your mind. You can do rocket science of your own   kind, you can be a british spy, you can imagine eating the moon on your sandwich while you drop your changelings in a big porcelain cup with a hole in the bottom. Your mind can give you power to do whatever you want. You can do what you want, if you want to do it, and believe in it.

You use your body as your mind tells it to. Mind controls the body, but we dont always control the mind consciously. Who does then? Instinct? Natural need to act in some way which we cant help? Its a strange thing when sometimes you get the feeling of needing to do something, and you cant figure out why you need to do it in the first place. And then youre off doing it still completely oblivious of the reasons. You dont know why youre afraid of heights, you dont know why youre afraid of spiders. Why are you afraid of spiders? Have we as species been attacked by spiders so that some of us have developed a natural fear of them? Fear of danger and fear of dying? You can overcome fear, yes. But it doesnt explain why were you afraid of it in the first place. Some say "the only thing to fear is fear itself". But what does that mean anyway... You should be afraid of your fear of spiders?

Lastly, were given a period of time. Time, though, is an illusion and relative, but lets just suppose "time" is what we use the word "time" for. Were given a period of time to do things. Were born and then were dying, slow but steady.

We use our time to do things that, usually, make us happy. Or thats what were supposed to do anyway. Why would you use the precious time youve been given to do things that make you sad or unhappy? Why would you waste your time, why do insignificant things that wont matter to anyone, least to you? We could ask ourselves if money were no object, what would we do? Have we come this far as species just so you should waste your time? If you do work you dont like, live a life you dont like, buy things with the money you have just to distract you from the unhappiness that your life is, is that really what youre supposed to be doing?

Theres always an image of perfection. We came up with that image. Perfection in a society we built - for ourselves. If the image of having wealth and good looks, by some definition, and having a decent understanding of language and its usage is perfection, is that actually perfection worth reaching for? Is pleasing others the best way to use our time? Its your time, not theirs after all.

Three things to do things. I used my things to write this, because I wanted to. I felt like it. And it was glorious.

Now go do things with yours.

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Try justify what we used to be
Try see what be used to see
But I am here, right beside you

Just like a cloud, vanish inside
Justice and doubt, dreams decline
I am sitting, right beside you

I am laying, right beside you

Second Degree Burns

During a free fall, walking up and down the road
Try to keep calm, try to keep your head afloat
Its the free fall, separation of soul and mind
Its the free fall, when words wipe the floor out
Its when you just feel emotionally blind

No starting over, waking up with no duvet
Being all alone, corner table of the cafe
Its the free fall, separation of heart and soul
Its the free fall, when words wipe the floor out
Its when the double bed swallows you whole

They lit the candle, they lit the fire
They broke the handle, they broke a wire
You took the turn for desire
You took the fire and held it up
They ignored it until it dropped

Its a second degree burn of the heart
Its the third tear up that wont depart
A degree of heartbreak dealing out
A degree of heartache choking out

During a free fall, getting up and going down
A port in the storm, friends arms to rely on
Its the free fall, separation of heart and soul
Its the free fall, when words wipe the floor out
Its when the double bed swallows you whole

They lit the candle, they lit the fire
They broke the handle, they broke a wire
You took the turn for desire
You took the fire and held it up
They ignored it until it dropped

Its a second degree burn of the heart
Its the third tear up that wont depart
A degree of heartbreak dealing out
A degree of heartache choking out

Its every man for himself
Its every lie for defense
Its every cry for help
Its trying to make amends

They lit the candle, they lit the fire
They broke the handle, they broke a wire
You took the turn for desire
You took the fire and held it up
They ignored it until it dropped

Its a second degree burn of the heart
Its the third tear up that wont depart
A degree of heartbreak dealing out
A degree of heartache choking out