Navigating Life’s Challenges: Fuck Life Sometimes

Currently, I’m quite ill, which is why I canceled the book launch event until further notice and have been quieter in SoMe… Through a lot of doctors’ appointments checking me head to toe, I’ve been keeping my spirit and hopes up by ridiculous jokes – maybe you have followed on Instagram and you know, – a little on the dark side, but at least they’re funny (or I like to think so). In any case, we are working towards finding out whatever it is, but to my frustration, but also a blessing of quiet, words of poetry have been far away and my mind (disturbingly?) quiet – probably because the only things I do is pretty much sleeping way too much, doctors appointment and eating – then repeating. However, I’ve honestly also gone through a lot of emotions and when I had a day of a tiny bit more energy, the words came pouring out again.

Please read the poem and words with an open mind and do not take it so heavily to heart – my words helped me get out my emotions of being scared, feelings of helplessness, anger, and sadness, but I’m not dying and I’ll get back on my feet soon enough; however, it’s written from a very emotional perspective… Contrary, maybe someone else out there is experiencing something similar, or far worse (though I severely hope not) – someone unique who now may have a few words for their situation, emotions, experience, perspective, or however one would like to phrase it of trying to capture a part of life.

I hope my poem, and poems, may guide you, or wake something underneath – cause underneath it all, who are you at your core?

Woman at a bridge watching the horizon

Fuck Life Sometimes

Fuck life sometimes,
All these fucking climbs.
Fuck the upper there, God, Allah, Universe, or whatnot,
Their lessons and their plot.
Fuck the journey when the destination blurs out,
No light at the end of the tunnel in sight,
Just yet another fight.
How many fights before some light?
Thank you for the lessons and hell,
Sure, made me strong with stories to tell.
Contrary, I’m far too close to the ring of the church bells,
My life feels like a jail cell.
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No work,
No workout,
No walk,
Almost no talk,
Nor friends and fun,
Projects on pause and life too,
Yeah, this girl barely put on shoes.
Bed rest with food, sleep, and repeat,
Add in a range of doctors to find,
Whatever is going on but digging deep in their mind.
A special case of some,
They’re not dumb,
But finding the cause is far from close,
Yeah, who the fuck knows?
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So here I am, in bed to sleep and sleep some more,
It’s such a bore.
Dreams of the life I had and of what I want,
It’s like life is all “a dream within a dream”,
But what happens when the sand runs out,
Yet another time I doubt.
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High hopes for a living,
Please be a little more forgiving.
Hopes for the morning, sunshine, and light,
But life is so far from bright.
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Yet I climb, yet another time,
And I rhyme,
But it feels like my life is running out of time…

/Love & Light, CG

My debut book “A Poetry Collection of The Broken and The Divine” is out for sale on Amazon (paperback and e-book). Keep posted for the book launch event in, hopefully, the near future.

Communication and Comprehension: Unraveling Life’s Perspective

My upcoming debut book is right around the corner to be published – keep posted. However, as a writer, those who knowknow, a writer never stops. Therefore, I’ve come far ahead on the next poetry book were I’m taking in readings, politics, media, people’s opinions of all met, colleagues, friends, family, and more. My next book is written with words “a little bit on the edge” or controversial as one might say, in order to have the reader think, reflect and have their own opinion. As a result, please keep in mind I’m a writer. In other words, my own opinion, or rather opinions, have been put aside for the upcoming poem collection of reflections captured in this world and life. Hence, the focus is on capturing people’s different viewings of life, leading to each reader being (hopefully) a little provoked to have an opinion themselves, reflect further and start a discussion for a better life for all – with communication and comprehension as the key for evolving with respect and honesty:

Communication and/or comprehension?

(First draft)

They say communication is the key,

But maybe that’s an easy excuse to flee?

We then add in the understanding of comprehension,

for real communication is only as good as the understanding of the counterpart.

Yeah, you know when you are smart,

But you feel it in your heart?

Like it was art?

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Listening to the words of they, undefined, her or him,

Taking all the words in.

Then thinking through the communication given to you,

And maybe truly comprehend that person’s view.

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If communication and comprehension then is the key,

How come we are all so quick to flee?

Is it to feel free?

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I think not,

For feeling free is not a plot.

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To be and feel,

Is beyond a deal.

To feel free is when you finally heal,

And live a life you find real.

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I encourage you all to be free;

Feel the breeze of the sea,

Be a queen B or find yourself a bee,

But look beyond what you can see.

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Master the art of words to communicate,

Purely hearted with no hate.

Then simultaneously the art of patience and perceptions,

For these go hand in hand, understand it’s a must with no exceptions.

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Listen and talk,

Share your mind and offer a walk.

Each to the person within yourself to be true,

Not some “perfect version view” of you,

Share your heart and offer that walk,

Have a real talk.

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I encourage you all to be free,

Far beyond and deep underneath,

Being free is looking beyond what you, in fact, can see.

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For happiness comes from within you,

Yeah, it’s actually true.

For within yourself you are to find,

If you go deep within your mind,

More than the surface of mankind.

Something underneath,

For underneath it all,

Who are you, really, at your core?

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Dear all,

During summer or during fall,

During spring or winter at a winter ball;

Self-love is really all what it means,

To all undecided, kings, and queens.

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Self-love for you to lift yourself up and find,

That happiness in your mind!

Remember to always work towards your goals,

No matter how big or small,

But don’t forget yourself or this world of souls.

Learn the art of communication and comprehension for you all to find,

The something within oneself, in the mind.

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Please be thyself,

Not a soul on a bookshelf.

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Be free,

Be thee,

Use communication and comprehension as the key.

However, have in mind,

Not all of humankind,

Will have the same perception as you’ll find.

Nonetheless, always be true to who you are.

For none are perfect, but we are perfect as we are.

Wouldn’t you agree?

That you too, are perfectly thee?

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For perfections is only found in one owns mind,

If one decides that is what they will find.

In contrast, life’s perfections lie far away,

For imperfections is what makes us all different and interesting in our own way,

That “ich” for family and friends to stay.

People may want perfection in their mind,

But family, friends, colleagues, and others to find,

Only apricate the people who are truly kind.

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When looking at relations to the core,

It could almost be a bore.

Relations to family, friends, colleagues and others to find,

Would only be kind,

If we were a little blind.

Why may you ask?

Let me have the task,

To unmask.

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Relations would be a bore,

If all were close to the shore.

Given all communication was understood,

This world would only be filled with good.

For comprehension for all,

Might be humankind’s downfall.

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On one side we would still change in each our own way,

If one opinion is put on display, but I’m open to hear you say…?

On the other hand,

We might discuss less,

And though there wouldn’t be all this mess;

Of politics, wars and too far beyond one would believe of humankind….

If everyone communicated and understood,

How long would it take before we all would be “one hood”?

Different opinions and factual debates of respect for days,

But then working our way towards just one say?

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My words are for you to think and reflect,

With respect.

However, on one side,

When humankind have been head-to-head,

Even during all the madness, sadness and with all said,

We often have progressed far beyond the first mindset.

On the other hand,

If the key had been used,

We might have been progressed even further without being bruised.

The latter have not been tested so much,

Thus, maybe it’s time for us,

Small or big,

Short or tall,

Colours of all kinds,

To communicate and comprehend,

We are all different and perceptions we have will be coloured by life for each our own,

But we all are the same if we would only look to the bone.

Might this be the time for history to be broken,

And let all voices be spoken?

There is only one way to know the other way…

And that is sitting down, communicate and comprehend what each party has to say.

/ Love & Light, CG