Becoming David

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Becoming David
Beneath the marble of the mind,
something waits —
listening,
breathing,
Remembering it was once free.
Michelangelo knew this.
He stood before the block,
Saw not a stone,
But a heartbeat trapped in silence.
Every strike of his chisel
Was an act of mercy.
He wasn’t shaping David —
he was releasing him.
“All I did,” he said,
“was remove what was not David.”

***

We are all sculptors of our own becoming.
Our thoughts are our tools,
Our beliefs are the marble we must cut away.
Every falsehood is a layer of stone,
Every fear is a shadow on the form beneath.
To deprogram is not to destroy.
It is to remember.
To unlearn the noise,
to uncover the quiet truth
That has always been there —
watching, waiting,
Like a figure dreaming in stone.

***

Walk with me through Florence.
See the corridor lined with the Prisoners —
faces half-formed,
Bodies straining against their bondage of marble.
They are us,
caught between thought and awakening,
Between illusion and light.
And then — at the end —
David stands.
Seventeen feet of stillness.
No seam, no flaw.
A hymn in human form.
You can almost hear the silence sing:

Art is the mind made visible
There is no “outside” to the mind.
The sky you see is thought reflected.
The stars are your own questions burning.
Heaven is not elsewhere —
it is the clearing that appears
When fear dissolves.
Separation is the first lie.
Connection is the first truth.
The world will tell you what to think.
Screens will hum lullabies.
Of power and profit.
You will be taught to want,
to obey,
to call your cage “success.”
But truth has no logo,
and freedom has no sponsor.
Your mind is not a marketplace.
Your thoughts are not for sale.
Wake up.
Research before you believe.
Feel before you agree.
You are not a program —
you are the programmer.
Imagine

Not as a child dreams,
but as creation itself does —
With authority.
Imagine peace, and the air will soften.
Imagine justice, and hands will unclench.
Imagine truth, and lies will dissolve.
Like frost beneath the dawn.
John Lennon was right —
a dream shared
Is the seed of a new world.
Competition builds empires of sand.
Cooperation builds gardens of time.
No one evolves alone.
Every “I” is a chorus of “we.”
The myth of independence
It is a brittle throne.
The strength of the connection
Is a cathedral without walls.
We were raised to consume,
To chase reflections and call them meaning.
But life does not ask for your trophies —
it asks for your offering.
Give without expecting return.
Take only what you can hold
In an open hand.
Now — return to the marble.
Feel its cold surface,
its weight,
its silence.
Inside it waits the unbroken form of your truth.
Your chisel is awareness.
Your hammer is honesty.
Your breath — the rhythm of becoming.
Strike.
Chip away.
Remove what is not you —
the rehearsed fears,
the borrowed opinions,
The inherited walls.
With each blow,
you grow lighter.
With each flake that falls,
you grow truer.
Until one day,
there stands before the world
The being you were meant to be —
whole, balanced, unafraid —
your gaze steady as David’s,
your soul unchained.
And in that moment,
the marble sighs,
and the universe whispers,
“Welcome home.”