Sierra Mazzucca's Poetry site

I know I am not unique when it comes to pain, stress or every day anxieties.
I understand all beings deal with life and its uncertainties when it comes to planning or everything going accordingly.
All living things feel they are the center of the universe.
Like no other being has felt pain or constant feelings of uncertainty.
Thankfully, nature has graciously organized the principle of memory and forgettery.
Alan says if you remembered everything you’d be like a piece of paper that has been written on, over and over again excessively.
Until you are unable to distinguish between one thing, this, that or anything.
Memories are scribbles on a mental board where nature kindly steps in and erases what we knew before.
Just to start over again as something different.
And, it doesn’t matter what you come back as. It will feel the same.
Because you will have nothing to recall when you come back, no comparisons can be made.
As there will be no memories from past life forms lived.
Which means we all start at the same place. A middle where memories are stolen that were once made.
And the biggest lie humans are delusional enough to believe is that we have time to plan ahead. But time was never ours to reserve or keep. What gave us the right to hold moments hostage calling it time, just to fit our needs. For placement within the experience of life. The idea is we reproduce artistically, biologically, and technically. We need to believe there is something bigger controlling everything, and that’s just in order for me to be able to be me. The moral could be argued that you are always in the same place, the middle of everything. No matter the species, nature has the last say. We are the middle everywhere, every time we are invited back to this place. Yet still there are no words that can exactly capture the experience of existing, that one could say. I just know I am not unique as I once believed. Everything is a mere reflection of me.