The present: perception and reality

The real...Often we see the real not as the other person sees it. By the condition of "being real" you choose what you want to see, not what you need to accept as reality. The perception of the world of things, the world of people is unimaginably wide, but habits and comfort zone forces and gives birth to doubts and a lot of questions in your head, sometimes spilling out into resentment and anger.

That's not right! It's not the right format and it sounds different! It's too direct to be true. What's the point without the benefit? Something inside of you doesn't accept and try on what the rest of you may respond to to the core. And you want so much to find a universality that can be used to understand, appreciate, distinguish and move in the same direction.

Poems ... A new failed experience. I can't try on prose lyrics, for this was prose ... with no clear, but only occasional rhyme. A poem is almost a song. Here it was a story and an account of something of my own that needed to be experienced... and yes, only a poem that touches your feelings, experiences, and experiences resonates in your heart.

A short story, like a poem can be simply beautiful. This evening I found the beauty in the words lacking, but tempered my disappointment with the music, it hit the mark. Sheets (although my own poems should have been read without prompting) scattered across the stage was another gesture that gave the production style.

Unfortunately, this concert left an empty space of one hour and 45 minutes on my timeline of life. Seeing the applause of some of the audience, I realize that this is simply not my reality and it's not about the author's voice, lyrics or presentation. It's just another parallel of people's lives that I could only perceive as a set of dry facts without emotion or experience. Or maybe I just don't need therapy of any substance, as the announcement said, "This poetry program motivates and has a real therapeutic effect."

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