Truth

Getting to the truth of a thing

It’s kind of like digging for good dirt

Sometimes the earth

Is soft and compliant

The soil is easily turned

Willingly revealing layers underneath

So easy, allowing us to

Push our hands into the dirt

Pull up clumps of weeds

Plow a path for a Spring flower trail

Sometimes the earth is hard

Unyielding

Protecting the dirt

Layering diversions

Of hard rock

Perilous gulfs of varying elevations

Deterrents to digging

Deterrents to plundering

The precious soil

Explosives

Bulldozers

Full-on destruction

We press on

Digging deeper

In search of the elusive dirt

And what happens

When we have finally found

The precious place to build

The right foundation

Was it worth it

Or is the dirt revealed too sensitive

Too raw

Too damaged

Getting to the truth

Can leave a lot of destruction in its wake

Only to reveal something

Too fragile to take

E.A. Fussell

3/17/2019

Live Life

The hardest part is deciding

Deciding how I would really like

Like to life my life

Life has taught me hard lessons

Lessons of not attaching

Attaching to things or people

People come and go

Go and leave dreams broken

Broken dreams make it hard

Hard to decide how

How I would really like to live my life

Life was made to be lived

Lived to the fullest including pain

Pain eventually fades

Fades and gives way to hope

Hope in the future and a better time

Time to decide

Decide and imagine

Imagine and live

Live life to its fullest

E.A. Fussell

2/3/2019

Anywhere You take me

Sand between my toes

Can sun streak grey hair?

Snow falling on my nose

Lots of memories to share

Ocean breezes

Sing me to sleep

Rain falls on tin

Making a rhythmic beat

Mountain ranges

Brilliant colors

Stoney caverns

Lakes of blue

Anywhere

You take me

I will always go

E.A. Fussell

1/26/2019

Do Not Conform

There is a distant voice

Calling

It gets louder

As I get older

Calling

Do not settle

Do not conform

Calling

Love with abandon

Live with passion

Calling

Stay free

Enjoy each experience

Calling

Seek wisdom

Disregard skeptics

Calling

Take risks

Do not fear pain

Calling

You were created for this moment

Do not let it pass in vain

E.A. Fussell

12/28/2018

When Sense Ratios Change, People Change

Ponder this:

Our central nervous system

A mass of impulses and messages

Flowing constantly

Processing information at warp speed

Connected to the eyes

Can be effected by environment

Media bombards us

With negative images

Evoking an imbalance

In the ratio of our sense preceptors

By overloading us

With negative information

The media changes the ratio

Of our sense preceptors

When sense ratios change

People change

Bombarded by negative information

We become more negative

As individuals, as a society, as a nation

But remember

When sense ratios change

People change

What might happen if

We turned off the media

And took for ourselves

A few minutes

During our waking hour and

Prior to sleep

To gaze at images which inspire us

And listen to music that moves us

And think on things pure and lovely

And fill our central nervous system

With positive information

That we dream on and awaken to

If we did this for a day, week, longer

What might happen to us

As individuals, a society, a nation?

E.A. Fussell

12/24/2018