Meaning

There are facts and there are meanings.
Do you confuse the two?
How oft does ego make a fact
Mean something to you?

I said that thing I said.
They did not message back.
I’m not sure what to do.
I’m less skilful than them at that.
I do not understand.
I accidentally shat.
Does ego take these facts to mean
You are in fact a twat?

When a fact is next perceived,
Can you love it wholly,
Without asking what it means;
About you,
Your
life,
Your worth?
Mean meanings that paint you as
The biggest twat that walked the earth?

All facts mean nothing,
Yet all facts can create
An opportunity for enquiring, refining,
Smiling, learning, laughing,
Or sitting in perfect silence.
Doesn’t that sound nicer
Than engaging with verbal violence?

So let ego not convince you that facts mean something,
About you, your life, your worth.
Let the fact be,
Or let acceptance seed something delightfully new,
Or keep calling yourself a twat;
It’s completely up to you.

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