Three Views of the World

A very introspective writing workshop today discussing memoir.  Lots of lovely navel gazing done by narcissistic writer types including yours truly.

Here is one piece that came out of some questioning on our own views of the world. Caveat - views subject to constant change on a complete whim.

Q. How do you see the world?

A.,
I see the world as things.
Things to have and be.
Shiny and ideal.
It shows me up to be grubby,
And grabbing and greedy,
Instead of generous and giving.
A material Madonna
In a material matrix.

A.,
I see the world as a universe
So encompassing
It can fit space and time next to each other
In an endless stream
And yet
somehow
All these things exist
On the head of a pin.

A.,
I see the world as a shifting dancefloor
Of my own imagining
Where the sweaty man behind me
Is a measure of my own beliefs
So that I can compel him
To move and change
With a mindful focus on love
And failing that,
I see the world
As a place where love
Can compel me
to move and change
Myself.