in the colors that I choose – Recorded 03/22/2023 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them in the colors that I choose;that I might hold close and in embrace find,not only You, but Me, as well,hope,arising from and grounded in,but extending beyondthe moment,or whatever that might mean. mu, something like an inner shiver,tendons and … Continue reading in the colors that I choose
For What We Left Behind
Some day we shall all find rest On a sandy ocean floor As a whale carcass, picked clean By octopi and other such creatures Our name // our journey // our story Unknown Absent in Articles which focus instead on The life which is sustained By that which we once were A spectacle Wonder to … Continue reading For What We Left Behind
To Not Be Filled with Wonder
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
Behind That Smile
Behind that smile Those rows of teeth You hide yourself That none may see. Behind that smile Those open eyes Your face it laughs Your soul it cries. Behind that smiles That silky skin The world ends And you begin.
There are some days Where I am unsure Quite how to act Quite where I am I find myself Lost in thought Drifting Between worlds My mind Elsewhere On these days I may appear Distant Uninterested But I can assure you I am anything but My mind Is focused On you On the details On … Continue reading Between Worlds
That All Else Might Be Illuminated Instead
I was conversing The other night With the voice on the wind On the topic of self And perspective We were discussing How the universe exists Inside of the mind And how naturally The mind places itself at the center As we spoke I posited What I should do To reject this Seeking at the … Continue reading That All Else Might Be Illuminated Instead
Subject to Decay
In the beginning There was a light And in the end There will be nothing At times We can grow so focused On one or the other That we forget That the space between is where We live and breathe Where joy and beauty are found Just the same as pain and misery That we … Continue reading Subject to Decay
I understand The reluctance The skepticism The fear I know That there are inherent risks That come with Omnipresent technology Speakers and mics In every corner of the Earth But I am also Optimistic Intrigued By the presence of Fresh eyes I am Genuinely excited To see What this new audience Will think Of me … Continue reading Raw Data
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