Present, out loud:
I wish I had spent my childhood learning to think for myself.
Instead I've learned to respect (and abide by) everything except what would cross my own mind: the elders' opinion, the state's opinion, the church's opinion, the teachers', the writers', the experts', the know-all's the care-less'...and even the opinions of those I wanted to please or be part of.
What a waste of time and spirit!
Now, with a mind in a different light, I know better.
But it takes twice or thrice the effort and I feel like I don't have enough time left.
Past just sits in a corner, mute, occasionally grinning in horror-fashion, the only one able to install humility when Present feels at its highest self, in control, wise, unbreakable.
