{"id":447,"date":"2011-06-15T15:40:05","date_gmt":"2011-06-15T10:10:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bearve.net\/blog\/?p=447"},"modified":"2013-03-14T11:27:31","modified_gmt":"2013-03-14T05:57:31","slug":"enough-playacting","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bearve.net\/blog\/poetry\/enough-playacting","title":{"rendered":"Enough playacting"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"poetry\">\n<p><span class=\"letter-img\">I<\/span>f, as was once said<\/p>\n<p>and regurgitated endlessly since<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;All the world&#8217;s a stage,<\/p>\n<p>and all the men and women merely players&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>who I wonder is spectating<\/p>\n<p>This impressive production, the cast<\/p>\n<p>the costumes, the sets and locations<\/p>\n<p>impossible to believe is just for the One&#8217;s amusement<\/p>\n<p>If that is the case and<\/p>\n<p>one I hold no prejudices against<\/p>\n<p>then what happens if one among us mortals<\/p>\n<p>decides to pursue this pastime?<\/p>\n<p>Not acting as a spectator but living life <\/p>\n<p>as an absolute impotent observer<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p class=\"spacer\" \/>\n<p>This is not an easy task<\/p>\n<p>considering the refined teachings as child<\/p>\n<p>employed by family, friends and teachers at close quarters<\/p>\n<p>and from the society more distantly, with lesser investment<\/p>\n<p>Each encouraged to erupt in exhilaration and temper in sorrow<\/p>\n<p>Sorted out, branded, cruelly as unfit<\/p>\n<p>if the physical manifestation be incontextual or incoherent<\/p>\n<p>The implicit deceit of expectation<\/p>\n<p>that dull but constant pressure unavoidable<\/p>\n<p>goading to perform feats <\/p>\n<p>imprinting your name on some stranger&#8217;s time<\/p>\n<p>connives expertly for us to assume a role<\/p>\n<p class=\"spacer\" \/>\n<p>And once cast<\/p>\n<p>you are immediately typecast<\/p>\n<p>Living life by a template<\/p>\n<p>cautious, smearing crayon only within the outlines<\/p>\n<p>lest you displease<\/p>\n<p>Displease whom?<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s never a singular<\/p>\n<p>Confusing matters by becoming a collective<\/p>\n<p class=\"spacer\" \/>\n<p>How many desire to be a spectator?<\/p>\n<p>Observe without being affected, <\/p>\n<p>be involved yet remain detached<\/p>\n<p>Admiring a magicians magnificent illusion in awe<\/p>\n<p>not preening to decipher it<\/p>\n<p>neither keening to recreate nor alter it<\/p>\n<p>let each urge slip away<\/p>\n<p>Observing an Impala outmanoeuvre a cheetah<\/p>\n<p>with as much dispassion as chancing on  <\/p>\n<p>a hollow child of mere skin and bones<\/p>\n<p>stuck firmly in the clutches of inevitability<\/p>\n<p>Restraining the urge to act<\/p>\n<p>refraining from making a dent<\/p>\n<p>defacing the cosmic maya<\/p>\n<p>taking a spray can to a Picasso<\/p>\n<p class=\"spacer\" \/>\n<p>While each performs as our karma dictates<\/p>\n<p>no one receiving any more nor less than one deserves<\/p>\n<p>Any belief in this should suffice<\/p>\n<p>in taking the hammer to one&#8217;s mould<\/p>\n<p>Destroying that typecast, disowning it forever<\/p>\n<p>Free to inspire and deflate others<\/p>\n<p>spread joy, sorrow, pride and disappointment<\/p>\n<p>in equal orders<\/p>\n<p>Never worrying what the critics say, for<\/p>\n<p>you are no longer performing a role<\/p>\n<p>and spectators are free <\/p>\n<p>to laugh at criticism<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"letter-img\" src=\"\/images\/a-z\/I.png\" alt=\"I\">f, as was once said<\/p>\n<p>and regurgitated endlessly since<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;All the world&#8217;s a stage,<\/p>\n<p>and all the men and women merely players&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>who I wonder is spectating<\/p>\n<p>This impressive production, the cast<\/p>\n<p>the costumes, the sets and locations<\/p>\n<p>impossible to believe is just for the One&#8217;s amusement<\/p>\n<p>If that is the case and<\/p>\n<p>one I hold no prejudices against<\/p>\n<p>then what happens if one among us mortals<\/p>\n<p>decides to pursue this pastime?<\/p>\n<p>Not acting as a spectator but living life <\/p>\n<p>as an absolute impotent observer<\/p>\n<p> <a href=\"https:\/\/www.bearve.net\/blog\/poetry\/enough-playacting\">Continue reading <span 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