OctPoWriMo 2015: Day 11: I Did It My Way

I Did It My Way

When they sneered at me

And what I believe

When they tried to force me to see things their way

I went ahead and did it my way

When they told me I was zany

Said that my thoughts were evil

That I wasn't fit to be among decent people

I kept on doing it my way

When they called me nefarious

Said that I was consorting with the devil

Just because I talk to ghosts

I still did it my way

Sometimes their words made me unhappy

Many times my heart was broken

But lying about my truth would bring no joy

So I always did it my way

Perhaps to those in the mainstream

My beliefs seem a little extreme

But I always try to be good and do right

At the heart of it all, that's my way

~Spectra~

Notes:

I'm Spectra, and I do Tarot readings and speak to those beyond the veil. I've always had psychic abilities. I grew up in a small town, and the rumors flew. I got tired of trying to convince closed-minded people that I wasn't Satan's sister, so I just let them talk. 

Eventually I moved away and didn't have to deal with them any more. Sadly, the world as a whole is rife with closed-minded attitudes.

It's hard to believe, but there are still plenty of people who think that "witch" equates with "devil worshiper." 

If anyone else has esoteric beliefs or simply an open mind and a desire to make the world a better place, you might be interested in Team Netherworld's Open Minded Search for Truth page.

Truth is not one size fits all. We are all walking our own path. The one thing we all must do, first and foremost, is harm none. That includes not spreading lies about those whose paths are different from our own.

OctPoWriMo 2014: Day 5

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Death March

In the cool of the evening when everything is getting kinda groovy

(Who the hell am I kidding? Nothing has been groovy for a hell of a long time.)

A cool voice greets me on the telephone

(Like that's going to happen)

Asking me if I want to come out and chill with him

I say "What the hell, let me get my coat?"

(Honestly, I'd probably say "Nah, I'm going to take a nap.)

Some think of autumn as a time of death

The leaves die and turn brown

Certain plants die 

Others go dormant

Some think of this change as sad

It doesn't trouble me

I haven't entirely changed my heathen ways

I used to turn to the worship of the old deities for comfort

This isn't devil worship, as the closed-minded believe

There's no devil involved

Satan is a construct of the religion I adhered to prior to this

They can have him

I left both these religions behind because of closed minds

Because of judgment

Because of a "my way or the highway" attitude

However, I still remember learning that autumn was not in fact a time of decay

It pleases me to keep this thought

Autumn is first the time of harvest

This is followed by renewal and rebirth

This is nothing bad or sad

We in modern times have structures which keep us from freezing

(Some of us do anyway)

We have refrigerators and pantries in which to store food

We don't have to fear as people did in older times

The change of seasons is not what makes me melancholy

The voice on the other end of the phone is the Grim Reaper

Honestly, death does not bother me so very much either

I'm tired of struggling

But I'm not so very fond of aging

I wouldn't care, except our society tells us that to age is to become ugly

I've never felt pretty, so now I really don't stand a chance

I don't like the change that age has brought to me

I don't mean the gray hair or a few lines--I could care less about that

(Oh yes, fuck you L'Oreal and Juvederm, and especially you, Botox)

I mean the lessening of my abilities

Which happen in spite of yoga or cardio workouts or strength training or any of that

The eyesight dims a little

The hearing becomes less acute

The body becomes stiffer

More vulnerable to disease

I don't like that much at all

I'm not quite ready to go on the final date

When I feel I've never really lived

I'm in the autumn of my life

Winter will be here all too quickly

Or not soon enough

Time goes by, with or without my permission

Welcome to the fall

~Helena~

Helena prefers free verse. Can you tell?

          

30 Days of Haiga 2014: Day 23

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3lian.com

Cautionary Verse:

Tempest Nightingale LeTrope

Sizzling Photoshop Manipulation:

Cie Cheesemeister