Acting Out: Four By Six


I look all around me
Even in the mirror
All I see are puppets
Who is it pulls the strings?

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on April 23, 2020, in Four By Six, Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 17 Comments.

  1. What if you awoke and realized you are pulling the strings with your awareness of the puppetdom around you?

    Could YOU be your own Puppet-Master?

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  2. Oh how my mind is spinning because when I think of YOU, it registers as Youthful Omnipotent Uniqueness.

    So in my mind, YOU is the omnipotence that is pulling the strings. This little typist is just a reflection of the ME I know myself to be. ME and YOU are different but completely in love with each other and don’t care to tell one apart from the other, thus the confusion between the who of ME and YOU.

    So in a way, when I say YOU, I don’t mean you, my friend across the vast ocean, but rather the String Puller named YOU, who always does a remarkable Mirror Reflection of whoever is attempting to see YOU, thus confusing many into thinking they are YOU and not ME.

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  3. Follow the money and you’ll find out.

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  4. Have we allowed them to wrangle the strings. I’m not certain.

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  5. Methinks we pull our own strings, individually and collectively.

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