Stagnancy.

A Poem by Jessie.

I've got a bad case of SSDD. I want to get the hell out of here.

Constant stagnancy brings me down,
chains me to a place I don't want to be.
Vulnerability brings a chance
to be susceptible to believing new ideas.
Only when you are the weakest,
and possibly the most frightened,
can you learn to adapt,
to change what you know.
Pushes you to a place of unknown,
that drives the unskilled insane.
It is here that we make our mistakes
and prohibit the reoccurance.
To be human is to f**k up
and observe others doing the same.
Take the mistakes and reroute your life,
a trial to try again.
Change is what keeps us interested,
spontaneity gives the will to live.
Only living, being, breathing,
allows your body to regulate itself.
Staying in this mundane routine
can only breed a disaster.
When you come across this point in your journey,
allow it to consume, or react with all of your will.
Let the flow wash over your body,
expose your soul to new experiences.
It just might be what you've been longing for.

Jessie Orahood
January 14, 2007