Abused Innocence

When you dare to open your heart

To be felt in soul transparently naked

When you trust to be seen as fragile

When you share your purity with others

In those vulnerable precious moments

When you decide to offer all of you, be true.

You can also be broken and cruelly betrayed

By the people whom you trusted the most.

They can perceive your raw authenticity

As the biggest threat to their own existence

They can shame, judge, and reject you

For your most innocent expression of self.

You can be a new flower opening its colors

So soft, tender, unprotected, but joyfully excited

And you can be ripped with your roots, destroyed

Before you even had the chance to fully open.

You might have dreamed of flowering there

You might have trusted both soil and gardener

You wanted to bloom in a unique, special way

But you were dismissed as a "bad ugly weed."

The one who has put your seed in the soil

Might have been terrified of what has grown

He was expecting something usually boring

But that "flower" was something else for real.

Something we have never seen before

Something that shouldn't exist, be real

Everything was fresh and very intense

The colors, the smell, and the texture.

The fear of the raw unknown took us over

Is this a special flower or invasive monster?

Should we destroy it to protect the garden

Or should we wait a bit to feel its essence?

How do you know which one to kill, destroy

How do you choose which flower is better

How do you even dare to judge and shame

The evolutionary process of our wild nature?

What right do you have to play the god

Why do you mind the gardens of others

Who do you think you are to choose for seeds

That you have no intention of cultivating yourself?

The innocence has two faces

It depends on who is observing

It's like a clear and honest mirror

To see what you are truly made of.

The innocence is just intense

It can be like the brightest light

The most transcendent "whiteness"

And it can be darker than color black.

Innocence is just a frequency, a vibration

Observer chooses what they want to see or feel

They can project outside whatever they desire

They can make the innocence anything else.

Some consider innocence as madness

Maybe this is why people are so confused

They think if they are truly authentic and real

We will collectively think they are just crazy.

Innocence is the fire of your true desires

It's the thunder that comes from nowhere

It's universe pushing its own limits of the known

To play even more interesting games together.

Innocence requires deep trust, love, and care

You don't usually show your soul to strangers

For you to have the courage to be seen as is

You must be willing to sacrifice all you have.

The success of being "seen" is not a guarantee

More vulnerable you become, higher the threats

You have no control on how it would be perceived

Something beautiful or something to get rid of.

You can be rejected, abandoned, and condemned

For simply showing your true authentic inner self

You think you offer a gift of transparent honesty

But we see you as a public danger for no reason.

So many people have forgotten how to be kids

How to see life with openness to the unknown

So many have rejected blindly the possibility

Of the world existing outside their own beliefs.

We abuse the innocence in our modern world

We call it many not very nice names or concepts

We are so scared to be ignorant and naive fools

That we are willing to kill and destroy the wonder.

We punish our children when they don't yet know

We get angry if they ask complicated questions

We say to them that they need to be smart and wise

The innocence is not welcome in serious adulthood.

The magic of authentic creative expression

The bold honesty about one's true scary desires

The unconditional permission to be vulnerable

All of this has been banned and censored.

If you dare to be unforgivably sincere and real

In a space where your creative power is feared

You might wake up the most interesting shadows

That will most likely blame you to be discovered.

Before you can be valued for who you truly are

You need to make sure to be around and near

People who are not frightened and ashamed

Of experiencing their own vulnerable innocence.

Those who have not yet reconciled, fell in love

With their own wonder of impossible unknown

Those who don't yet trust their own selves and life

Will despise and fear the innocence of others.

Innocence is asking a very simple question

How much do you actually believe in yourself?

Many people pretend to, want to have the faith

But so few pass the actual test to prove it.

Some are even very well-known teachers

Some are international gurus and leaders

Some even sell you the innocent "magic"

But when confronted with the truth, deny it.

They might consider themselves as wizards

The travelers of the multidimensional realms

They might literally be the "masters" of the unreal

But still be in complete terror in face of true power.

The power of innocence has many raw colors

Yet the "fool" is always protected by the stars

Heart opening demands tremendous courage

Complete surrender in trusting the entire whole.

This being said, the world might deceive you

You might be surrendering to very cruel arms

To people who are not respectful of your essence

Who take advantage and abuse your pure trust.

You might be thinking you are cared for, loved

You might be thinking they are your friends, allies

You might be a completely open book to them

But they will still use your pain for their revenge.

Revenge for what? Probably, nobody knows.

They just become unsettled, mad, and scared

Since you already suffer so much and deep

They can now blame you better for their demons.

Some of your dear friends might be waiting

For you to fall from high, to break and be fragile.

They were dreaming to overpower you one day

But couldn't do it when you were not that weak.

Some might even come to your house to help

They will pretend to be the selfless caregivers

They will not actually give any concern about you

They will just use your suffering to feed their ego.

They might have been silently hating your face

But they were too cowardly to be honest with you

They were smiling like divine icons of unseen grace

But putting one knife after another into your heart.

They might have even made you responsible

For their hard feelings of inner guilt and shame

Since you didn't give them the heartfelt gratitude

For abusing your innocence with their violence.

Some are your friends only when they need you

When you are a nice convenience to their life

When you are happy, give freely, and act nicely

But when you need them, they tell you to leave.

They have not signed up to see you in pain

They have no space or time to witness you

They are not interested in friends who suffer

Your "negative vibes" are too much right now.

If they cannot overpower you or save you

If they have no idea how to simply feel you

If they don't dare to love their own shadows

Your suffering will disturb them greatly too.

This is why people in deep pain are so lonely

It is not because they don't want to connect

It's because it's almost impossible to feel safe

With enraged closed hearts who deny feelings.

Some will even try to use reason and logic

To justify the merciless cruelty of their actions

As if killing couple more times the dead already

Will protect them more intelligently from darkness.

Some will even try to convince the entire world

They will give freely their opinionated judgments

Start public conversations and open dialogues

About how dangerous suffering people are.

Some can go as far as manipulating the masses

They spread their lies like pollen without thinking

They are so good at pretending to know something

You might really struggle to discern what's reality.

Sometimes when you suffer greatly for real

It's the perfect moment when your enemies

Will show up to become the best friends and allies

Of your entire social circle and your community.

If they hated or envied you before way too much

They will not pass next to such easy opportunity

How could they even think to better destroy you

If not to manipulate everyone you love and trust?

What is the favorite war strategy of cowards?

They turn your entire community against you

To very slowly undermine you with deep pleasure

By playing with your reputation when you suffer.

What is the best way to be loved fast and easy?

To prove to everyone around our value of ego?

Of course, it is to use the suffering of others

As a way to validate our own enoughness.

We think we are clever and pass unnoticed

When we use judgment to be loved by others

We think we can build relational coherence

By disguising vengeance as compassion.

So naive and foolish are those who believe

That you can create authentic happiness or peace

By abusing the innocence of those who suffer deeply,

By overpowering the love of ones who trust you.

What they fail to see in their blindly wild ambition

Is that innocence carries a hidden flame of magic

That burns through deception's thickest veils

And illuminates truth no matter the pain.

For the soul that dares to stand vulnerable in a war

Has already conquered the greatest of any fears

While those armored against their own hearts

Remain prisoners of their silent terror and shame.

The innocent may bleed but they can also heal

Their wounds transforming into wisdom's eye

They learn to recognize wolves in sheep's roles

Yet still choose to offer their gifts no matter what.

Perhaps the greatest power is not in protection

But in remaining open despite the deep scars

In knowing exactly how cruel the world can be

Yet having faith in the naked beauty of the stars.

The innocence of heart is very unique power

To sink in darkness and still choose to trust

To have tasted betrayal and still offer forgiveness

To have known wounding yet still decide to love.