"The journey is the reward."

- Steve Jobs

06 January 2024

I am a social introvert,
    I feel through intuition yet,
        I am a conversationalist,
             who avoids large gatherings,
                 engaging only with others,
                    when a sense of trust is earned,
                        as I wear my emotions in full candor.

I feel…     …unexplainable future events,
I see…     …colors in vivid hues found only in dreams,
I taste…     …words as I release from my mind to my medium,
I smell…     … scents of the crisp air, the foliage of trees and
                            salt of the ocean’s waves dancing,
I hear…     …voices of my ancestors all around me,
                        speaking in splendor chords,
                           as if heaven was calling my name,

as if my parents raised me,
in a moment when time stood still
and returned me to the present day,
leaving me alone to ruminate life’s lessons.

I am me,
I am a son,
I am family,
I am a friend,
I am a writer,
I am an artist,
I am an original,
I am an American,
I am also Hungarian.
I am a non-conformist,
I am a career professional,
I am a university graduate,
I remain unapologetically me

I often make mistakes,
I often I feel lost in time,
I often confront my fears,
I often keep an open mind,
I often allow myself to grow,
I often take calculated chances,
I often show almost all my scars,

I try and be bold,
I try and be loyal,
I try and be daring,
I try and be curious,
I try and be vulnerable,
I try and be transparent,
I try and be uncomfortable,
I try and be responsible,
I try and be accepting,
I try and be tolerant,
I try and be weird,

My parents have always ingrained,
Be whoever I want to be,
but always remember,

Be real,
Be yourself,
Be true to you,
Be a lifelong learner,
Be able to give of yourself,
Be better than your yesterday,

Being anything less,
    would be nothing more,
        as its an all or nothing proposition,
            and if choosing intentionally nothing,
        I executed a disservice of my family name,
    diluting a part of my genetic make-up,
leaving me questioning if I succeeded,

... on becoming me. 



 



 


AUTHOR'S DISCLOSURE

An artist's purpose is to evoke emotion and/or dialogue of the masterpiece created, without either, it's no longer art, let alone a masterpiece. This blog represents the author's original writing and makes no apology for posts resulting in experiencing a sense of discomfort when reading his own personal reflections, thoughts, affirmations, observations and opinions of his journey in finding his way through a complicated world, of his so called life. The author requests readers remain mindful of dates when a post was written. Many of the earlier posts were academic assignments with guidelines to uphold the integrity and standards of a specific writing style. One or a combination of formatting, rhyming schemes, syllable counts, themes and specific guidelines which were up to self-interpretation and self-discovery. This set the tone for the author's tone and unique writing style. He requests readers remain open-minded to viewpoints differing from their own. The author strongly believes "we can disagree and still remain friends" and welcomes respectful dialogue and questioning of his writings. However; hateful disagreement our outright dismissal or suggesting the author's writings are inherently wrong will not be tolerated and may not be conducive to constructive conversation.

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