Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
The ninth in a set of NINE. All NINE pieces can be found at https://objectsanddistance.com/tag/manybecomingonebecomingmanycollection/ Artwork generated by CrAIyon (formerly DALL-E mini). "at last" - Recorded 7/27/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I would hold your naked formand kiss you gently on the cheekwhispering soft words in your earbefore you fall asleep I … Continue reading at last
This is Part A of a series, a re-visitation of the core behind this project, in commemoration of my 200th recording/artwork and in acknowledgement of many changes occurring in life. The second part "...and the distance between them", is posted at https://objectsanddistance.com/2022/04/08/and-the-distance-between-them/ Thank you, sincerely, to all of those who have stuck with me through … Continue reading Objects…
"to live, not just to exist" - Recorded 2/20/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them to livenot justto exist reducing as suchignoranceand thereforsuffering seeing the divine in ourselvesseeing ourselves in othersseeing others in ourselvesseeing the divine in all to increase as suchempathyand thereforekindness to livenot justto exist
For Blackbird, on Christmas Day. That you might remember that none of this has changed and none of it ever will. You always matter and are always worth knowing, regardless of our dynamic. 💙 "The Limitless Potential that Lies Between" - Recorded 12/25/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “The Limitless Potential that Lies Between”
"That the Rains Might Fall" - Recorded 12/23/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I long for…love. Your love,and to love you just the same. Not merely to receive,neither to give,but to know,to feel,to be a part of, as if immersed in a flowing stream. All I have,all I am,on the altar … Continue reading That the Rains Might Fall
I sometimes imagine death And that which follows as Years and years and years of Being torn apart, Current manifestation of Whole self Becoming So many Satellite selves Splayed across the universe, Each finding their way through All of the edges and bends Of time And space And chance, Collecting and coagulating In small huddled … Continue reading An Inexplicable Quickening of the Heart
The Earth is alive Even when it is sleeping Under so many layers Of ice and debris Clinging tightly To the frozen ground As loose debris blows Gently over the layered snow Traveling From place to place Participating In an equation far too complex to be captured within the realm of our understanding An equation … Continue reading Life, and the Path It Follows
The cold slips in Through the thin sheets of glass which separate What lies within From the outer world And over time A chill is felt As hairs stand on end A warning A call for warmth and a reminder That harsh conditions exist Just inches from the space we inhabit Inhospitable Unfriendly Improbable and … Continue reading The Cold Slips In
Do we not all exist As figures in a grand portrait Captured Each second In a cosmic still-life Our lives existing Within As well as between Each vibration Each motion Each advancement of the scene? We are all here Together Huddled On an improbable And utterly awesome Sphere of space debris That is spinning through … Continue reading Each With Their Own Story to Tell
Inspired by the poem Not to Wonder by Tornadoday. To not be filled with wonder When staring up at the starry skies above When looking out at the great expanse and seeing only light In all directions Moving So fast And yet so slowly As representations of long-dead distant worlds float ceaselessly through empty space … Continue reading To Not Be Filled with Wonder
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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