Sick of the psycho-babble

everyone seems to know all the labels

The current buzzwords

Manic depressive

Bi-polar

Toxic

Manic

OCD

Anxiety disorder

All these labels and excuses for what?

For writing people off?

To feel sorry for them?

To sub-categorize them as humans?

People are more complex than a bunch of formulaic bullshit labels paint them to be

I get so sick of hearing people referred to that way

If you are not a real and imminent threat to yourself or others

Then go forth and be merry

Who gives a flying fuck what people think or label you as

You are worthy

And to all the self righteous assholes

Who think they have it figured out

Lol

You make me laugh

You got a full life ahead of you

Let’s see what fate you suffer

Let’s see if anyone would label you toxic

Or some other idiotic psychoanalytic misnomer

I’m sure someone somewhere will

And they may not be far off the mark

But you’d have to have compassion to see that that’s ok too

Not just for yourself

But for others

We are not dumb labels

We are not our pasts or our future

We are the now

I’ve had people that had full intentions of harming me

Practically save my life

This life

This grand mechanism of cosmic soup

It’s too fucking mesmerizing for your stupid ass labels.

I wish people would just stop.

Just fucking let things be

And enjoy the fuck out of what you are presented with

And strive for more if that’s your methodology

Of getting through this game

But me.....

I just want to be

Distractions

Life is full of distractions

I tend to like them personally

But....

They can become a nuisance

And it can be a habitual problem at times

When you can’t stay present in the moment

Thinking of the past

Planning for the future

While theoretically helpful

Can also be a way of not living in the present

Or not dealing with the issues at hand

Of not looking in the mirror

And dealing with the crap we’ve shoved to the side

Which is why moments of self reflection

Are vital

Yet society is pushed to achieve constant levels of distraction

From noise pollution

And visual overload

To general stress and

Feelings of missing out

Yet it is these quiet moments

That we can really sort ourselves out

And go back to our true beingness

Out true selves

And find out deep inner bliss

Or the barriers present

that make us feel that we are not privy to that

It is here that we can find our divinity

Or wrestle and make peace with our monsters

It is a constant struggle

To not be seduced by all the endless and trivial minutia

We like to tell ourselves matters