Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
This is the second of a two-part series, the first being "Objects...", at https://objectsanddistance.com/2022/04/07/objects/ This series revisits the core concepts of my writing, of my mission - to break down the barriers and distance between myself and the world, between my heart and those of the individuals in life that I encounter. Thank you, for … Continue reading …and the distance between them
For you, once more, and forever. 💙 "A Dirty Sort of Clean" - Recorded 1/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I have seen…A dirty sort of clean…Paradox? Sure.But I'll take it. "Expect the unexpected." I have seen…Water running over, flowing,Spilling out as these words do now…From my mouth and from my … Continue reading A Dirty Sort of Clean
In Tehran, There is no hope, "A living hell" So they say on the TV box and in the pages filled With so many carefully chosen words. This is fine, Really, To be expected. I mean, Tehran is not in the United States, And that is just what happens When you are not in … Continue reading In Tehran
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
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
All the world waits For you Though surely there are times Where it may feel Like it is just beyond your reach A realm unto itself To be observed But not to be interacted with Know this That you are Not alone There is so much that is not understood About this place which we … Continue reading All the World Waits
Am I alive and well? Some days I cannot tell. I walk, I talk, I breathe But am I really me? What does it mean to "be"? Is it only what you see? Or is there something missing In these lines, In shapes and shades and days, Too long at times, Too dense to be … Continue reading Dream Ourselves Awake
With a glance Nations Men Fall to their knees Tremble Beneath the weight Of those eyes Cast with Love and Power held Behind you A past strewn Memories and Empires Unfit Your graceful countenance Before me now Full splendor Seated on Rightful throne To rule All that is Yours I am Humbled Still In reverence … Continue reading Empress Amethyst – A Reprise
We all begin With a bright light At our center Illuminating all we are But it is also from this center That we expand outward In our awareness And as such There is much of ourselves That goes unseen Even by our own eyes The light shines broadly Though time brings empty voids There are … Continue reading Born of a Future Unrealized
Oh, formless void That lies Behind auburn eyes You hold such power in that realm Yet you know not the responsibility that comes as such And so your power weakens With every effort you make To exert control Spectre still Remnant only You are not whole You are not well And never will be So … Continue reading Spectre Still, Remnant Only
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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