Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
"A Droplet, Falling from the Sky" - Recorded 04/30/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them With the mindset of a fool, I saw the vastness of the universe and grew tired of what was near me.With the mindset of a learner, I saw the vastness of the universe and began to perceive … Continue reading Объекты
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
* I am not crazy, Though the argument could be made; Some days I feel As if love is the same, A madness, accepted The difference the name. ** What often impedes Is what cannot be seen; We are more than just objects And there is far more Than distance between. *** As the day … Continue reading A Series of Short Bursts of Varying Frequencies
A thick, black fog hangs low over this place now. Long shadows cast by rolling waves of darkness spilling across the houses and walkways. With each passing second, breathing becomes increasingly labored. The windswept streets grow empty and desolate, As the life that once filled them hides behind doors and walls of brick, As … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)
Never have I seen before A light that shines as yours What you exude Cannot be found In markets or in stores. The world around you seems to glow Colors come alive Time seems to slow To shimmer To stop Your silhouette Captured In the very light Which falls around you like snow. Never have … Continue reading Never Have I Seen Before
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
It is said We are born of the soil No more than dust made flesh Destined as such to return someday Scattered as it were To every corner of the turning Earth If this is so I should hope we may one day know What it is to rise and fall To move with the … Continue reading What It Is to Rise and Fall
Felt like A cold wind moving Hollow reeds on dripping bank Brace, step three feet left Resume Fog lifts Breathe Guided by The brightest star Only Soon seen as Just a streetlight Rising above the rest
You keep searching for the answers But the answers aren't enough What good is searching for the answers When the questions never stop? There is something in the silence The moments in between The words that leave out of your mouth And the visions to be seen. What if what you're really seeking Isn't answers … Continue reading A Purpose to Be Earned
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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