When you ask people what they miss most about their childhood there are many responses. The usual include; free time, no job, meals prepared for you, zero responsibilities etc…
Personally, I find myself ocasionally longing for a return to naiveté. Technically innocence really but I was hard on myself even before I knew I was doing so.:) The golden days before I realized that my own existence was a pristine haven while much of the rest of the Planet was a veritable dumpster fire of war, poverty, famine and all around anguish.
I still vividly recall multiple perceptions shattering through my childhood and adolescence. Learning that evil was not just in stories. Realizing adults don’t have it figured out any more than kids do and often in fact to a lesser degree. Seeing horrific tragedy occur to the best among us. That is very much the reality of our existence. Wasn’t it nice before you realized it though?
I titled this one, Disney, April 25, 2018.
Can you recall of times jejune
Small children staring at the moon
Unafraid of the trials of life
Ignorant to both war and strife
Softest thoughts of warm gentle dreams
Zero terror, fear, no shrill screams
No feedback of internal blight
Endlessly looping shrieks of fright
Unblemished, a mind at peace
One day exposed and it will cease
A vital toxin all contract
Innocence ineffably snapped.
There are of course many advantages to accepting reality. Once you see and realize the problem for instance you can actually make some attempt to help. There are innumerable benefits to adulthood and responsibility and I certainly wouldn’t go back- but every once in a while I do miss the Disney endings. Excluding, I suppose, the occasional bestiality…
I am truly blessed to have all of you wonderful people visiting. Please know how much I appreciate you!
Be extraordinary! Or at least not ordinary.:)
A broken mind held together by cellophane and some tack.