To start, I think, we must see things that are
Instead of only what we want to be
Despite its inconvenience to our soul
Or suffocating grip on our morale.
Perception is reality we need
And rarely ever what is truly there.
Our connotation rips away our eyes
And preconditions all that’s in the mind
Deceiving every moment, every thought,
Then every waking hour in the day
Becomes a subtle lie that grows untamed
And builds within our *気 unrecognized.
*みんなさんの　中に　あります !
It knows no lines of nationality,
It knows no fear from personalities.
Il n’est pas tout à fait la vérité
And leaves us struggling to find the way
For even when we know we’ve strayed off course
That preconditioned path is where we stay.
We seek a kindred soul instead of truth
To reconfirm our ego’s point of view
And in return reciprocate the lie
Which keeps us all along a faulty line.
Achtung! It seems the separation lies
In knowledge outside intuition’s eyes.
To look and see what is; unfiltered sight.
To look and see kaleidoscopes of truth.
To look and see that chaos is the rule
And take away false stakes we dance around.
The ones we plant to justify our creed.
The ones that narrow sight to what ‘must’ be.
No better opportunity that I’m
Suggesting if you look around you’ll find
*min’na san no naka ni arimasu! - Casey K.