I am perfectly still
While the world moves
I am moving
The world standing still
I am quiet
In a noisy place
I am noisy
With quiet all around me
I am blind
In the light
I can see
In the dark
I feel disconnected
My mind is confused
I am not in
Sync with the world
The world is not
In sync with me
The world and I
Simply coexist
Each taking from the other
Empowering both
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Author:
Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I guess there are days when we just feel like that!
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Just breathe in, breathe out, you'll be fine Fred. And a great poem.
Thanks AP, actually, when I wake up in the morning and I am still breathing, I am having a great day!
You are not alone Fred - I often think I am out of sync (not only when I clap out of time with the music) - but that's what makes us individuals. We had a demonstrator at the art group tonight and I think I was the only one who thought his work was - shall I say questionable. Yes I empathise with your super poem!!
Love that word 'questionable'! You are such a polite person!
great poem ! 🙂 and i can completely relate . i deal with dissociation which includes feeling disconnected from myself and the world around me .. sometimes the symptoms are worse, sometimes not so bad , not so apparent .. when my symptoms feel quite bad i sometimes find that when i am walking , that things around me seem to be moving around me , almost like i am standing still but everything around me is moving lol its kind of disorientating and confusing but i know its part of my mental illness, its very weird tho . sometimes i feel behind a window and i am apart from my surroundings , its strange . i loved how you expressed yourself in this ... its not nice to '' not '' feel connected enough to the world around you , i can certainly understand this
Thanks Charlotte, it looks like I wrote this one for you!
So sorry to hear that you have this affliction. It must be hard, especially since it is not the same all the time. Is there anything you can do to make it better? Prescription drugs? Exercises? Yoga?
Dont go with the flow, youre too old for that rubbish....Youve learned to be an individual and are no longer fodder to the capitalist engine, it grates at you often. You realised photography was all about creativity and not a matter of buying the latest gear.
Aint growin up a bitch. I really enjoyed reading your item and the thoughts it brought forward in me.
Thanks da! Wouldn't know about 'growing up'! My wife says I am 70 going on 7! Am glad you liked my blurb.
Such an interesting poem and picture! The light is on but the man in unplugged from the world. We all have days when we are out of sync, as you know but it's a great poem!
Thank you Christina! I thought the picture would fit, and you are right there are days when the light is on and nobody home.
Most days I’m out of sync, Fred!
...but who gives a...?
An intriguing piece of writing! I enjoyed the read. Thank you for sharing.
~Laura~
Thanks Laura, look at it this way: Not being in sync is what makes us special! 🙂
Yes there are some days when all seems to go wrong for us but as you said if I get up in the morning, as I have just done, the day is going to be a good one.
Thanks Goldie. I guess if you do get up in the morning you seem to be in sync. At least with the daily routine! 🙂
A fine write Fred. I'm out of sync since marrying KP!
Thanks orchie, but you got it the wrong way around. You were out of sync, that is why you married her.
I love it Fred! But you are out of sync in such a wonderful way! Besides there are a lot of "syncs" and which one would you want to be synced with! Let's all be out of sync.........then we can be synced together.
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