Taken

Time

Vision

Take

Give

Work

Die

Would you? Take this chance to be something more than you? Would you give more than you have to someone weeping into their knees. What do you want to be? Would you be satisfied with a happy home, happy me, happy you. Would you look outside of your circumstances, or will you choose yourself above a child of innocence. YES!YES!YES!YES!........I hear being screamed at me through every advertisement, every close friend, every family member. What is to give if you want to take, what do you have to give if you can't get enough. Of WHAT???? yourself. You want YOU, YOU,YOU,YOU,YOU,YOU. YOU WANT YOURSELF. When you die you want yourself to live on when you have done nothing, but see your own reflection, master your reflection.

Time, you want the time to what? Drive off a cliff, climb YOUR mountain. Cuss and beat on those who are on another mountain to you. Driven by a man looks out his rear view mirror and he sees a person and then he sees himself.

How many ways has it been written, how many times has it been said, how many admire those who give and boost in their knowledge of someone who gave. But they fall and are the fallen, sniffing the floor for money trails, sniffing for shiny gold, rolling in mud to cover their lines. Beauty DIES. Foolish, foolish, foolish girls. You want FAME, you want GLORY, you want what was not made for you, sadness that kills you in the night. Fame, HA, you want something that is as thin as paper to make you feel like you have substance. Some smiling fans to cheer you out of yourself, what beauty in that ugliness.

Vision is lost. People are lost in their ideas of fulfilment. In fact people just don't want to be told what to do, like spoilt children who need some discipiline. Most moan and groan, flurry around in there scurry, opinionated without sacrifice, educated without reason, loving with expectation. I is the big idea. I is the “VISION!” , no thought for those who have come before or those who will come after. Just a moment. to flash their dance like an animal in heat. Then time disintegrates I and you are old. What are you going to do with your vision then?

Take, Taken, you are taken over time. Remember when you weren't, when you weren't. You take the hardest, the longest. You consume yourself inside out and want more. If I feed myself more then maybe I will be more. Whilst children die and war plays out like an advertisement at the back of your mind. Your heart beats----------does it---------you forget-------until it doesn't. You continue to take, until the last day when your last breath asks to take one last time. Is this your substance? is this your vision?

Give, why to give? Why not?? Why hold our fists so tight that we can not be given to let alone give to others. Give because you can, because you could BE the person that is THAT person to someone else. The one who saves them from themselves, saves them from their circumstances, saves them from unseen horrors. Do you not look in their eyes and see yourself? Shameful, shamefully, will we not? You, the essence of you could on chance be another. Your pride, it's work, it's MINE. They work for their own. All the greats just took right?