Stumbling Block, for the Blind?

Effortless and intuitive
shining in inevitable light.
No choice but to evolve.
I hold future in the palm of my hands,
sweaty choices. Panic.
Path left open, words from nights before...
choices breed perspective, I take the blue pill
of reality, even when it hurts.
I shed tears that offer wisdom as they fall, at least
not in vain. Experiences less valued, books studied
heavily, can we aquire answers without experiments?

There are many theories
ones that work and don't.
I choose the path of propelled energy, pushing me to grow
and move.
My feet they bounce, my eyes, they dart, my hands they reach for more.
Can you fault me for being human, can you trust the words you say
more than giving me credit for committing to a process???
I didn't have to pick this one....

Relationships, they are messy when two parties can't agree...
the dump, the grind, the work that is too hard...people who plummet, they don't crave rocks, for themselves or for another, but choose to bask in insecurity and wish for the other to be a co-conspiriter in their crime of the anti-self love campaign....
OR
shoulder to shoulder, pupils lifted, hands held...
thrive in the process of breathing grey, sorting through the evil inclination that challenges us, trips us up, puts us in a maize of oblivion and equal power to self actualize and realize our fiber makeup....and then, be accountable. Be, an adult.
I'm not going to let you, I'm not going to lie with you, I'm not going to internalize the muddy water you wish I would swim in.
That comfort is only a priority for those who are slowly suffocating and dying without realizing it till it's too late.
Empathy can exist with two adults who wish to move each other in objectively true directions...forget it, leave the rest behind.
You want me to talk, you want me to spill, you want me to engage in previous discussions that ceased when you walked out the door.
And I was relieved.
So give me more than a four letter word, be aware, be conscious, be accountable, but don't be stupid, unrealistic or ideological about your blindspots...cleaning is up to you...
And we, lie, it's dark, full of knowledge and capacity for emotional organization...bounce with it, roll with it, but keep the perspective of...?
yes, this is now. You are ready for it, why?
Because you didn't strategically plan.
You didn't decide in advance.
You didn't force it.
You just lived.
You're way into the answer.
And now, trust it, that it could happen to you...know thyself, less what others know about you, for they don't hear the thoughts between you and G-d, though they presume to. Forgive them for their ignorance...
that breath skips their words on the way out of their intellect.
So forget it, and dodge it, don't even get caught up in chaotic dialogue...know your inner compass, focusing easily on inner dimension....the select few know what you are searching for...in it's entire purity.

Stumbling blocks? Only if you let them....for mistakes are just moments of process, forming their way towards clarity.
The only thing I can fear... leave it at the door and exhale, let yourself know the world you have created....and fix the mistakes once you make them, communicate and get back on your feet, sort without an agenda and allow it to unfold....

and just like that....I can walk right back into my.....

PERSPECTIVE.
which,

is relative, depending on the eye of the beholder.
I'm embracing mine... how?
Carefully,
with Concise Concrete Conscious Clarity.