m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


Locus Of Control

Locus Of Control

“Barn’s burnt down now I can see the moon” ~Masahide

 

Sometimes you need to lean in, Sometimes get the hell out!

Sometimes you need to redefine or transform.

Sometimes burn it all the way down,

                 in the heat of the moment, internal external, set it all on fire!

                 Burn the barn down so you can see the moon...

Dismantle to know yourself, Dismantle the accepted order,

Dismantle to get to the heart of truth and beauty!

Dismantle and unlearn what you have learned,

                a rebellious return to the blessedness of beginning again.

                Burn the barn down so you can see the moon...

Bridge the gap, cross the bridge when you come to it,  

Bridge the future... that’s water under the bridge... bridge over troubled waters...

Bridge to nowhere. Don’t burn bridges. Burn that bridge to find locus of control.

                 Ask for the moon, cast beyond the moon.

                 Burn the barn so you can see the moon...

 

Now the barn’s burnt down, sometimes dismantle that bridge. look up, see the moon!














 

Cypher 17

Cypher 17

Moments

Moments