Windows Of Opportunity

I’ve missed mine – or rather, they don’t seem to appear, unless I create them.

I’ve seen them show up all around me, without other people even trying.

And they have turned and walked right up to these chances, which open right up and welcome them.

I guess you have to be sleepwalking for them to come to you.

And another person has to be sleepwalking, heading toward you if it’s a chance for loving.

It explains why real connection has been fleeting.

I mean, if media is advertising a smorgasboard with “all you can eat,” there’s pressure to drop whatever you’ve found “easily” and move onto the “next best thing.”

Or else, you “aren’t living.”

And this ageist society has new angles developing to regulate me into while trying to suppress and swallow me.

Did you know pupular medical practice is reverting to age-shaming women again in their 30’s, claiming upon conception they are now having a geriatric pregnancy?

What about someone my age who is still healthy and productive?

70 years old would now be actual geriatric pregnancy!

Since when did it become again mainstream to force women to produce in their 20’s?

Oh, that’s right: current media is cornering their target market as “the favored and chosen ones.”

Keep them happy and egos stroked, and those of us who know better are dumped by the wayside.

We won’t fall for marketing gimmicks and manipulation, and we fight to uphold the morals media hype is dissolving.

Get rid of knowledge and free will by psychological manipulation, and you gain control over more impressionable minds with mouths gaping wide open for higher percentage consuming.

I worry now that I’ve turned 50.

I can feel the machine gnashing its teeth, wanting to categorize and consign me – either for profit or discrediting.

It wants to take my identity and pin me to a wall: “You will be this or that – welcome to your fall!”

i just climbed out of my 40’s, which honestly were the hardest to break out of as circumstances tried to damage me.

It’s been almost worse than my childhood in negative impressing

When you are a child, you have no control.

But, if you look at adults around you, there’s hope that as you grow, you can gain it.

When you are an “adult,” “it’s supposed to be different.”

Damage from fighting for the right to live, breathe, and be free of others’ projections can be crippling when the adult mind is forced back into a child’s helplessness.

I swear.

I just want to shout, ” SEE ME FOR WHO I REALLY AM – YOU IDIOTS!”

To the world, to the people around me, and to the mechanistic capitalism investors busy churning our lives into nonsense.

Hey, I’m just asking for the space to be have and express my Identity.