All I know

is that I know nothing at all-  Plato

And boy ain't that the truth

I don't know what tomorrow holds

Or even the next second

I do perhaps ascertain fairly well that all things

Have good and bad built into them

As do all people

It's the human condition after all

To be plummeted into these shackles we call bodies

To experience firsthand the grand game

of life on earth

I believe....truly

That I am no better

And also no worse than any human walking this earth

That while I may have my failings over any particular one

I have just as many triumphs as well

But I'm not keeping score

That's an even worse job than passing judgement.

Those two things just aren't for me

(I'm trying to get out of those beastly habits) &

I honestly can't say that given the same circumstances in life

I could not sit where that person sits today

Be they bank robber or media mogul alike

Be they serial killer or volunteer of the year

I simply can't say

That given the same choices/opportunities

Whether I could have done the same or

I could have improved upon them

Maybe I wouldn't have

Maybe I would have been even worse

I can't attest to any life but my own

And even then

The beliefs I hold dear to my heart now

Are subject to change

I can't say they wouldn't be

I can't hold steadfast to anything in this life

Besides faith, love and hope

So wherever that leads me

That is where I shall go

Whatever that leads me to believe

That is what I shall do

Life directs you most assuredly

In the direction you are truly meant to be

If you just listen with your heart

So in that sense maybe I do know something

But to a lot of people this information

may be so much more valueless

Than those scraps of paper they carry in their wallets

and wave around at each other.

Feel myself

Today I took the excuse of a shower to not just bath myself

But truly enjoy myself

Not in a sexual way at all

Just in a sensual way

I caressed the bar of soap all over my body slowly enjoying the contours

The divets

Then I ran my hands over that soap

And enjoyed the slippery softness

The follicles that greeted me

And I luxuriated in the moment

In the glory and wonder

The marvel that is the human body

Grateful for mine

In all its fault filled glory

This is how God made me

Perfectly imperfect

Making me

The perfect specimen of myself

There currently can be found.