You you What is there to lose?
You you you you you you you you What is there to lose?
You you you you you What is there to lose?
If I decide that I'm not playing this game of winning and losing losing is there still something to lose?
By not even participating?
Or is that just a story?
Can I lose to your rules that I don't give my consent to?
What is there to lose that I don't give my consent to?
In my silence and quiet moment when I'm done the work for the day there's no one calling I have no desire to message anyone just me and my solitude I scan through my memory at the life lived at my relations,
Elders that I never got to have certain conversations with If I had to ponder something I think it's that Some of the old stories are to lose Why don't we gather as often?
How is technology a replacement for these stories?
All the generations without ways to save stories and languages and ceremonies and rituals in a very visceral way That is what is to lose and are being lost In the silence certain beings can access these lost stories It's pretty remarkable Healing modalities,
Fables,
Parables,
Legends Secrets beyond space and time can be pulled out of the lost universe and into the found frequency of relativity For if something is lost in theory it can be found Everything Nothing Everything to gain Does that actually mean nothing to lose?
Hmm I ponder the phrase Nothing to lose or gain in life I believe it's all an illusion What is there to lose?
That which we hold on to tightly That which we hold on to tightly That which we hold on to tightly Where do I grip?
Where is there tension?
Where does fear clasp too hard?
Where there's a lack of trust and flow?
What does that say about me?
The fear to lose That I have such a grip An attachment,
An addiction to this or that or he or she or they When did I lose my faith that I win just by showing up?
By what presents itself in the mirrored reality?
When did this illusion of consciousness distort that I've won just from being made manifest in this miracle of space and time even in the suffering and the worry and the pain body?
I've won because I've made a conscious choice to expand the universe through the incarnation of me Can I win even in the deepness of depression?
How is winning when I've lost so many friends,
Family,
Opportunities?
I need to sit with this question because the answer isn't clear They say feel all shades of the rainbow And so I am and so I will Maybe it's just my perception of what there is to lose What am I feeding my mind?
What books,
Films do I read?
Who do I surround myself with?
These judgments are not from the soul's knowing And if I lose the judgments maybe I can pick up the oneness and to ditch this duality of winning and losing This idea births a smile on my face I hear the wizard,
The magician,
The medicine woman shout All is not lost All is not lost Hear thee,
I've climbed to the mountaintops In your mind to remind and affirm that All is not lost Hear it,
All is not lost We replace the question,
What is there to lose with?
What is there to gain?
What is there to gain?
What is there to gain but greatness?
What is there to gain?
I will float in my subconscious river Maybe into a sleep state to travel with the mysterious question that we were able to transmute and alchemize from what is there to lose to what is there to gain?
What is there to gain?
Say it,
What is there to gain in this moment?
What is there to gain in this challenge in the workplace?
What is there to gain with the tears that dripped out my face?
What is there to gain from this lump in my throat?
What is there to gain in this knot in my stomach?
What is there to gain in my confusion?
What is there to gain?
What is there to gain?
What is there to gain?
What is there to gain?
