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Monday, November 14, 2011

Insatiable Doppelganger



You shrink at the feet of desperation, that excessive tyrant who pushes you into a stinking alleyway where your desires, like a gang of delinquents, are waiting to overtake you. Their anemic eyes are shadowed by lack; their greedy hands rifle through your pockets, turning them inside out onto the filthy ground. Angry at finding nothing they demand everything…the sun, the moon, passion's pulsing lifeblood that feeds your lean soul.

You cower at their grandiose demands until you’re but a thread of a person; a deflated worm desperately inching your way below …to that familiar hole, moist with the rotting remains of what might have been and needs to be. Your isolation cocoons you; binding you in Havishamian veils tattered by time and choked expectations.



Living underground, where blindness inspires introspection and melancholy morphs into madness, you cut a deal with the traffickers of delusion and hysteria…those needy street kids who blame you for their lot. Casting crumbs, they scramble for the loot, skinny hands and knobby knees colliding, rumbling like malnourished Crypts vying for turf and dominance.

You’re astounded with their naivety, and feel foolish for being afraid, for believing their threats. You wonder how you came to such a state, becoming an insatiable doppelganger, craving the universe, yet blind to the nonpareil treasures gifted to you by life; winking like stars in the know, silently waiting for your appreciation…as you dwell in the dust, languishing in an empty hole.



25 comments:

Martha J. M. Orlando said...

"Craving the universe, yet blind to the nonpareil treasures gifted to you by life" . . .
Despondency, depression, sadness - all can leave us wondering where God's presence is in our life.
When I am wallowing in my own downs, I pray to recall the mountaintop, the clear vision of a sky filled with myriad stars, the one God created just as He created me.
Coincidentally, or, more than likely not, the blog I will be writing tomorrow deals with our blindness, lost in the shadows, to all the beauty of life around us. It will post next week.
Leah, your words never fail to inspire me as a writer and encourage me to hone my talent for the Lord's sake. I am most grateful that He has placed us together as fellow sojourners on this journey called life.
Blessings always!

Leah Griffith said...

Martha, God's love is all around us yet somehow we manage to look towards the shadows.
I can't wait to read your post Martha,I'm sure that your words will inspire many... and I'm thrilled to be here with you as we make this journey home.
Hugs,
Leah

Brooke said...

My latest idea is that we are just asking what is rightfully ours. That these demons just might be around to make the world a different place. To demand honoring for ourselves, from ourselves. I'm feeling less like it is just me.

Good to be back. Diving in to the rest of your posts!

Jayne said...

"...desires, like a gang of delinquents..." Leah, this piece is fabulous! Isn't it incredible the pull that the underworld has? How easily we mere mortals succumb to their fears (I count myself guilty among them!).

This is such a compelling reminder of how grateful we should be, and how often we fail to see the miracles around us. Your post comes at the perfect time for me. Thank you for the wake up--I'd much rather languish in lush overgrowth, and I'll be telling myself that every time I get a little too close to the empty hole. ;)

sparklemezen said...

The other side of light... It has its way of drawing us into its web... entrapping us with her delights and smothering us with her weave of lust!
A wonderful reminder of how thankful we need to be....

Leah Griffith said...

Brooke! I'm so thrilled to see you girl! Learning how to honor ourselves is tough to do. We somehow feel that we don't deserve this...
Life has plenty of cohorts who reinforce this thinking and we believe the lies and live in the dust. So sad really.
I love that you're back!!

Leah Griffith said...

Jayne, although unconventional, this is my Thanksgiving piece. I'm glad that you "got it." Those holes are deep and dark and there are no ladders provided for easy exit. I'm living as far away from the holes as I can get! I hate them I do!!
Sending Love!

Leah Griffith said...

Miss Sparkle, how nice of you to shine here on the pages of ELR! Yes, we have so much to be grateful for. It's all a matter of perspective and remembering...

Alfandi said...

beautiful words..I'm not much of a wordsmith..I'm more of a visual guy with photographs..still I love your writing though to keep coming back..hihi..

Rimly said...

Oh my god, I could just imagine that worm being me, my doppleganger craving for things when the universe has given me so much. My heart was thudding reading this Leah, the imagery was so vivid and real. Almost puts me to shame for always wanting when I have so much to be grateful for.

Leah Griffith said...

Rimly...I know. I feel so greedy sometimes, like I don't appreciate the things that I have and I'm always straining looking for more loot. LOL!! I'm not that bad, but I do do it...and I don't like it a bit. Hugs to you beautiful lady. I hope your day is full of love and blessings.

Leah Griffith said...

Alfandi, your work is gorgeous. We do what we must don't we. I'm glad you visit;)

Shreya said...

Another great post. Whenever you write, it introduces me with something new, I always learn from your write ups. I always love being here :) God bless :) ♥ xx

Irene said...

I am mesmerized by your words, Leah. So true how we can be swallowed whole by our own desires brought about by our discontent with what we have. :-)

Leah Griffith said...

The weird thing is that we talk ourselves into this discontentment without realizing what we're doing until we're too far gone...
Hi Irene;)

Leah Griffith said...

Shreya, we have each other to inspire and teach...this is what we do.
I teach myself every day. I do;)
Thanks for coming by.
Big Hugs,
Leah

Tameka said...

These words hold a lot of knowledge. We are often longing for what is out of reach when others are clamoring to just get to where we are. The stuff of humanity! Beautiful!

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Debbie Maxwell Allen said...

Love how your images match your words!

~Debbie

Leah Griffith said...

Hi Tameka, humanity indeed. We're always reaching yet never satisfied. Thanks for the visit Tameka;)

Leah Griffith said...

Debbie, some day I hope to take all my own photos.

Cathy said...

Powerful piece, powerful imagery and metaphor, like this one: where your desires, like a gang of delinquents, are waiting to overtake you. This piece leaves me very uncomfortable, as it should.

sulekkha said...

Leah, your posts are so intense and wonderful. I enjoy reading your posts and am a huge fan.

Leah Griffith said...

Thanks Sulekkha, that really means a lot to me. I'm so glad that you like them! Sometimes I get a little dark, but we all have that side to us where we mope about in the shadows.

melissa said...

hmmm... Insatiable... that is something embedded within each of us and yet we fail to recognize what this deeper longing is for...

I have to look up some words in the dictionary as I'm not truly familiar with them.

I am enriched by your post :)

Leah Griffith said...

Melissa, it was just me ranting about allowing desires to lead you instead of truth. I did get a bit wordy...LOL!!

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