December 8, 2024

i think
my “problem”
is that i have big picture
thinking
with tiny detail
brain
and that just makes everything
overwhelming
all the time

~~~

like
i can see the whole planet
and each conflict
and how the systems lead to suffering
and how it
literally
doesn’t
need
to be
this way
but instead of just thinking about the systems
i then ‘zoom in’ and see
each country
each family
each child
each breath of the earth
suffering
suffering
suffering
and i am stuck
because i don’t want to look away
for fear i’ve cheapened
their individual
suffering
and story
but it’s hard to hold
hundreds
thousands
millions
billions
of people’s individual narratives
in a brain trained to only concentrate on one’s own
so i panic
and breathe hard
and fast
and when the feeling has finally passed
there’s the guilt
there’s the guilt
and i know it’s all going to happen
again and again and again

~~~

so how in this world do i utilize
my big picture imagination and individual compassion
without falling into
obsession?
without falling into the chain reaction of
‘i’ve decided to help one thing/cause/person —
‘but wait, this other person has it worse/’
‘but wait, this other cause is more just/’
‘but wait, this other thing runs so much deeper
and has its tendrils in so many of the other
horrors of this world…’

how do i stop my decision paralysis
when it comes to helping
human decency?

[i honestly don’t know

do you?]

December 6, 2024

fix all the things around you —
clean the house/
mend the pile sitting to the sides/
ask for promotions at work/
and give every animal in the house
a clean bill of health/
and of course
care for your chosen people
one
by
one

and maybe
after all that is done
you’ll feel like you can maybe
allow yourself to look inside
and start to attempt to
fix
yourself

[just kidding, the outside fixes never end

but you’d rather have it that way anyway
wouldn’t you?]

December 3, 2024

the experience
of hating wearing glasses so much
that every time they smudge
or get dirty
you refuse to take them off and clean them
because then
you would be giving in to the idea
that you’ll wear them
for more time
in the day
and you don’t want to give the concept of “glasses”
that satisfaction
[as foolish and ridiculous
as you know that sounds/is]
so then
days go by
and you simply tilt your head
this way
and that
to get around
each splot of smudge
and speckle of dirt
and the glasses themselves
are made up of mostly grime by this time
but
still
cleaning them
would indicate
intention
and you don’t intend
to wear your glasses
much
anyway

December 2, 2024

it is only the second day
of the last month of the year
and not even winter
quite yet
and yet
the air has already started to taste stale
and my drive for surviving
ebbing away every minute
and i can’t see how
i’ll get through
next year

[was my premonition
as an angsty teen
just delayed by a couple of decades?]

December 1, 2024

hungry for something
something that aches me
something that can’t feed me
but can barely
sustain me
hungry for the feeling
of feeling
sans hunger
sans want
sans desire
sans anything that could be conflated
as relient
on anything
or anyone

but

i can’t help but feel
a Palestinian child
with me
in my own hunger

and when i’m sated
at least physically
if not philosophically
how
is that baby
halfway around the world
doing
in a manufactured famine
in a dictionary-definition genocide

[are they still alive?]