How to Survive Beyond Omicron
My Guide to Victorious Living with Covid19 Variants
Today’s the dawn of 2022
At the twilight of a new age,
Undaunted by the coronavirus
Surviving its aftermath.
In waves of massive infections
Among glad tidings and new year blessings;
Nothing deathly or too serious
To dull the unexpected
To lure the gullible
To provide relief to the fearful
Bypassing certainty of death;
No longer afraid,
The strong shall live by facts,
Not by faith,
On the lighted path of truth;
We shall live by choice, not by chance,
Listening to our inner voice,
Listening not the random thoughts of others;
Casting out delusions and illusions of false religions, myths,
Superstitions, man-made beliefs, lies, and more true lies,
And the false promises of competition and domination,
Celestial hope and economic exploitation.
To continue relentlessly the pursuit of truth
Beyond conflated myths, facts, and fiction,
To discover the truths that bridge there to here.
Faith strengthens even as death retreated,
Restoring confidence in the soul.
Together with unbelief and disbelief debunked,
Knowledge and wisdom have overcome
Delusions & illusions,
Happiness returns to my life’s journey
In survival gratitude from the Covid19 pandemic.
Today at the edge of liberation from the scourge,
Many will wish that tomorrow should come sooner;
For them, a better tomorrow remains a dreamy mirage,
The return of yesterday’s life misses, social injustice, inequality, and misadventure.
A new era has beckoned,
We can wake up to a new age;
Be the change we desire the world to be,
Make changes, not excuses.
Re-create your tomorrow
And banish tomorrow’s inevitability
Of broken hearts and shattered dreams,
Of unrequited love and promises unfulfilled,
Of disappointments and pain.
Of lies and more true lies,
Of elusive happiness and dreamy mirages.
Bring new pathways and fresh challenges
And unimaginable opportunities;
Doors to unexplored prospects shall open,
Embarking on fresh journeys to the other side.
Seize the moment — carpe diem.
But, why? No, wait. Be patient — life is short, why rush through? Life’s an adventure, not a race;
Pause to smell the flowers, Appreciate creation diversity, Understand the multicultural palette In life’s awesome mix of trials and tribulations, Embrace the mystery of pain and suffering
Along with moments of rare joy and happiness.
Questions the very purpose of Creation; Can there be peace without wars? Joy & happiness without pain & sadness?
Giving without debts? Abundance without poverty? Living without sickness and disease? Sharing without exploiting? Collaboration without domination? Loving without hurting or being hurt? To live like no tomorrow?
Yes, we can.
Just a little consideration for others;
Just giving from what we have;
Just sharing a little more from our abundance;
Just be happy adding value for a little less profit;
Just being more gracious and less calculative;
Just be joyful to assist and serve without gain;
Just go make poverty history;
Just win the race against racism;
Just a little more love for your loved ones;
Just pray for the power of love
To vanquish the love for power.
Just choose to do the things that others won’t
So that you can always do the things that they can’t;
It is so simple to make a better tomorrow
When emboldened to survive the post-Covid19 morrow,
Peep into your future,
And be empowered to dare dream To live for today like no tomorrow.
Today, surrender your desires, greed, and ambitions.
Give up this life today;
Leave the life you have been pursuing
And embrace the life that has been waiting for you,
Letting go the things passed for they are past,
Free yourself and choose freedom for life.
Expect nothing in return,
Know that life is no house of cards,
Believe not in promises ancient or recent,
Gratitude is not a quid pro quo,
Your efforts are rarely appreciated,
Nor your brilliant talents discovered.
Least understood shall be your love
And you can be hurt only by those you love.
Yesterday is past and has passed, gone.
Decide what your tomorrow can be
As you load up your future readiness.
Today, I look afar, distant and beyond, up and down,
Squinting my eyes for tomorrow’s light.
I could feel the wind across my face,
Like the breeze of hope from tomorrow.
A faraway noise vibrates in my bones,
Like a rumbling, pulsing and purring voice,
So surreal and not human.
I could see it with my heart
And feel in my mind.
The light expands as I stare into it
Filling the distance from here to there;
Out of a sudden, I could see it
Staring back at me,
Oh, my tomorrow,
The life awaiting me beckons;
And today in 2022 shall begin again
The first day of the rest of my life
As I survived delta, alpha, omicron and variants,
By grasping beyond my grab
For the promises of tomorrow.
We shall meet on the other side,
Fellow survivors of the coronavirus.
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