Literary Impulse and Paper Poetry Theme Submission-Eudaimonia
Eudaimonia
In stillness, I am fulfilled
It goes without saying, pain and suffering existential hold of human psychotic continuation, intercalating the daily grind, introducing new possibilities, transcending constructs of being. Within our own chasten beliefs, like a distant galaxy waiting to be discovered, we need only fuel transportation, completing life’s journey.
Seeking out this pursuit of happiness, unbeknownst absolute meaning of what may be, nevertheless, forward appetence, fiercest of intensities, eyes burning hot with a laser-like vision for what’s to come. In a glimpse, given unto me, purest of joy, peaceful tranquility-I did it, it found me-this is Eudaimonia! And just like that, it is taken.
For a moment in time, sharing space with ‘All There Is,’ ecstatic bliss within and out of the field of possibilities, we’ve become what we sought for so long. Snatched instantaneously, with thoughts of finding such joy, infusing pain and suffering, returning as quickly as thoughts might permeate, what just happened?
Cogito, ergo sum, Descartes declaring truth in plain sight. Born into reality, single breath kissing the ethers; intertwining, co-mingling dance with inspiration, born into life, from unseen to known physicality. We think therefore we are.
We are happy paralleled thoughts say it is so, contrasting misery, for we are that too. We are what we see, feel, think, and believe to be true. Intermediary source translating thought as to generational, collective ideologies, whichever wolf we feed leading the way.
This fundamental concept of pure happiness, escaping thought transcending mindful understanding, remains in silence or absence of mind in all its misery. Sitting with our drunkard selves, tears flooding life’s meadow, washing away distaste, formalities of being present, Eureka’s moment returns.
Cut off the head, clouded mind tainting our wine. Rose-colored glasses, beer goggles coming into focus, what was-is no longer, what was a fantasy-becoming living word, throwing out the playbook from second-century dogmatic ways, we are becoming.
~ Ani Po
Many thanks to Paroma Sen for this tag and challenge. Thank you for pushing me into the deep end, strengthening my treading quill. Hopefully, I have met the challenge. Much gratitude also to Suntonu Bhadra Priyanka Srivastava Somsubhra Banerjee from LI and PP for this collaboration.
Would love to see what these amazing writers have to contribute to this prompt J.D. Harms Kevin E. Pittack Jr. 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘊. George Blue Kelly R Tsambounieri Talarantas Dean K Miller Hilda Carroll MDSHall Anthi Psomiadou Amy Marley Aiyanah Rose Vaishali Paliwal Henery X Jean Carfantan
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Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and more importantly the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.
