What voice am I listening to?
Where am I making the choice from?
What program is making the decision in my life?
Who is running the show today?
The external or the internal?
The mind or my body's intelligence?
The current emotional rollercoaster inside me or my steady moment-to-moment intuition?
Is it external noise?
The buzzing auras of others?
The static of the artificial world?
Traffic?
Emotional waves and the accompanying yelling?
Head pressure and doubt?
Radio waves and EMF?
Broken frequency music?
Is it the past me that sees only through fear and squinting eyes with no peripheral vision or farsight?
Is it the potential future me that I'm trying to shape myself into,
Going top-down from mind-idea to bend the body and soul to it forcefully?
Is it the voices of my parents sitting on my shoulders overlooking my every move and expecting mistakes?
Is it some habit energy,
Some imposed structure of how life is supposed to look like?
Is it the voice of hierarchy?
Is it the food I ate yesterday?
Am I deaf to my own self,
To my inner compass?
Have I ever even listened to it and then followed its direction?
So much noise.
So many tunes to choose from.
However,
Are we choosing?
Who is choosing?
We are right back where we started.
Go above the noise.
Go deep below the voice.
Go around the distraction.
Go through your own endless patterns until there is only silence.
Only from silence can anything arise.
Only from silence can you hear yourself enough to create.
