Today I decided to listen to Lauryn Hill, and she somehow always inspires me to pull out a pen and paper and write. As I began writing I thought about humanity and the uncontrollable need of wanting to be “there” when you are “here.” Don’t get me wrong, I am not assuming that all humans have the desire to have something that someone else has, or be somewhere that someone else is, but most of people (including myself) have an inclination towards this feeling. I understand, we are human beings, we need and want and will always search for things that give us maximum pleasure, but doesn’t this hunt get tiring somewhere in the middle of the road? When have we started to base our own identity, needs, passions and representation on things we don’t own? Is happiness really subjective?
Our world has become completely digitized. We open Facebook, Instagram and immediately see images of what I like to call as “squared happiness.” I am not saying that this trend is necessarily bad, because I personally love sharing and looking at pictures of food, clothes, or other stuff, but I also know that the pleasure of this squared, filtered happiness does not last forever. Your happiness is never out of your reach, but please don’t give it an identity that is not yours. This poem is dedicated to that “I wish I was there…” feeling…along with some pictures…of course.
Sky and Earth
I want to paint the sky green,
so we can climb up there and still feel like we’re on earth.
And when the earth slides around its orbit,
it will revolve around us and time will stop.
Everything will be in slow motion,
and every inch of your smile will be a masterpiece.
I want to paint the earth blue,
so we can slide down there and still feel like we’re in the sky.
And when the sky floats around the earth,
it will float around us and time will run.
Everything will be in fast motion,
and every inch of your smile will disappear in a second.