Bearing Another Man’s Burdens | Ananda

Bearing another man’s burdens

I cannot clean up my house mopping the residence of another, it matters not who it is
Mother, father, sister brother.
To set my house in order motivates others to do the same, when done without showing off or disdain
In quite recognition of truth existing beyond time, strengthening my own is how I help keep yours in line
Leaving mine un-attended, leaving it unkept.
Bereft
To mourn my own and hold up another, means that I sit on a virtue that signals my own destructions
To feel good about myself and not do good with myself
Is as cleverly disguised - a cry for help.
Not from something outside myself, but from something from deep within
Something that knew me before the “me” I think myself to be began
This help comes not from behind a podium on a world stage
It comes to take away my own deep-seated anger and rage
Feelings felt but went unacknowledged because to show that I am hurting and am angry to the world is not virtuous its cowardice.
Rolling the dice…
on who I am in my true nature, against who I want to believe myself to be.
Insanity.
Truth makes me courageous saying what needs to be said
Not to be famous
But to be infamous
As infamous as the world sees the God within.
The fact that it's infamous shows us all what world we were really living in.
So heavenly bound, but no earthly good
So earthly good, but not heavenly bound, the need for a turn around?
Should cause a pause
Where we seek no applause
or pats on the shoulder
For we have shouldered the woes of a world to be egoic-ly virtuous
Doing nothing for that light and love which is within us…
All. As one.
True virtue is working from that place and that place alone.
When you become its voice, speaker of its truth, you have the megaphone.
If the Belief in God was so false, why want the same power, use the same approach,
but change the boss, and attempt to change the cause.
False virtue is doing the bidding of the man or woman who stands before you in front of a microphone.
Whose real agenda you do not know, weaponizing you to be their clones, all the while,
stroking your ego so you can feel good about yourself.
and when all the smoke clears, you need help - even more help
with this false pride, installed to hide
the horrors, secretly agreed to.
Moving away from love and truth
And buying a rouse.
That at first, didn’t even belong to you.
-Ananda