I am giving up (a poem)

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I give up.

I feel young. It feels like Apr. Apr it is.

I am giving up. This is ultimate relief. This is happiness.

I am giving up. I am not holding onto anything. I release.

Breathing is easy when you are giving up.

I am giving up. I am floating.

I am giving up. I am letting everything go.

I am not holding onto anything.

Yet, I am floating.

See, I am floating!

That’s the proof!

I have given up and my life continues!

Giving up is fun!

Betrayal? Maybe. Betrayal? Yes. Betrayal? Sure!

I am giving up and that’s betrayal.

Betrayal of many bonds and attachments.

Betrayal of self in the past,

Betrayal of the past and the future,

Betrayal of present, of all and everything,

But not a betrayal from fear

I am giving up by choice

This is betrayal by choice,

I betray all my bonds and loyalties

I am now free.

I can choose one thing or another

Not because of the past but because of choice.

I am choosing things because they feel right.

And not for any other reason

I am who I am and nothing else.

I am giving up my loyalties, my memberships,

My gender, my race, my species

and anything that is expected from me

I am who I am and nothing else.

I still have my feelings, I give them freedom

I give up all control

I can feel love, I can feel anger, I can feel desperate,

But only by choice.

I give my feelings all the freedoms and all respect

They are free now, and I choose whatever feels good, whatever feels right.

I learn from my dogs.

Sometimes their wishes are really strong.

But they forget in a moment.

They change their mind at once.

They have no inertia.

One moment they want one thing, next moment another,

And never feel ashamed for changing the mind.

Who am I to judge them?

Who am I to judge?

I am a dog, I am Data, I am a Vulcan, I am Sheldon Cooper.

I can change my mind in a split second.

Shame is just a word.

Who doesn’t judge is not to be judged.

If you judge me, it’s your opinion.

Whatever.

I am giving up and that’s my choice.

Giving up is fun!

It feels like Apr. And Apr it is.

The winter is over!

Sun shines for everyone!

And I choose to thrive.

Without judgment, without shame, without sorrow.

Whatever is – I accept

Whatever is going to happen – I accept.

Giving up is ultimate gratitude.

I am betraying everyone and everything with ultimate gratitude.

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

I accept you all the way you are.

Without judgment, without sorrow, with ultimate awe.

Awe! That’s how it is! Thank you!

That is an attitude of a beggar.

Thank you for donation!

Thank you for no donation!

Thank you in any case, and blessed be your path!

I am giving up fear: I am not afraid anymore.

Whatever happens, let it be.

Let it be, let it be, let it be.

I may choose one thing or another,

That is my choice.

You may come along, or choose your own path, blessed be whatever you choose!

I am giving up, and this is ultimate leadership.

How can you be a leader, how can you be in control if you have no trust?

How can you be a leader, how can you be in control is you have no faith?

How can you be a leader if whatever you do can harm someone?
How can you sleep at night if you have no trust and no faith?

One can lead others only by giving up.

Giving up is ultimate leadership.

And this is ultimate forgiveness.

I forgive everything and everybody.

I set you all free.

My hands are empty. I dropped all the weight from the shoulders. My head is light.

I purge all commitments. I purge all offence. I purge all trauma. I purge all lessons.

I come out clean. My teachers I forgive you. My parents, I forgive you too.

Everyone who I loved, everyone who loved me, whoever ever knew who I am – I forgive you all.

Hatred is just a word. It is just a form of love. Hate is love, love is hate. Two sides of the same medal.

Hate is a shadow of love.

Hate is shadow. Shadow is just a word. It is near love and made of nothing.

Hate is a void, where love could be.

Hate is love in ignorance.

I forgive everybody,

I love you all.

And I am giving it all up.

I am giving, giving, giving, it all, all, all, up and up and up.

Up to the sky, up to the Father and Mother, to the Creation and beyond,

To the Creator and All That Is.

It’s all yours. I am yours too. We all are mirrors of each other.

God, I am your mirror. And I am you.

And those who hate, I am your mirror too. And I am them too,

And I give up.

I am giving up. This is the only rational thing to do.

I am giving up, and this is the only loving thing to do.

I am giving up, for this is the only fair thing to do.

I am giving up.

I am giving up, and I am not expecting anything from anybody.

Whatever happens, let it be.

I am giving up and just look around: what a beautiful world!

I am listening, and I hear my breath. And my heart.

I hear the breath of life.

I hear my steps on the snow. And steps of my dog.

And exclamations of birds foraging for food.

And there is noise of cars far in the background.

I am giving is all up.

Giving up is the ultimate love.

How can you love without giving up?

Love as attachment is flawed.

How can you hope to be loved back unless you set your loved one free?

Giving up is letting the other be free.

I don’t awe anyone anything anymore.

I am at peace.

This is my way.

Giving up is fun.

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  1. aw, I can relate to this poem so much. Thank you.
    I find you amazing max. You are so brave to be who you are and your thoughts are so lovely.
    You are my role model lightworker.
    Love to you, <3
    Fluff

    • Thank you! Your friendship means much to me.

  2. nice poem

  3. Hi Max – I really like your poem and thanks for sharing! For me, instead of “giving up” I look at it as “surrendering and going with the flow” which has helped me a lot 😉

    • Yes, thanks for noticing. Next, check out the video of James.

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