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heady
true love is submerged
oceanic and cosmic
time falls in reverse
leap of faith
a ring to star
a guide so far
how much further?
a line across?
a ring surround?
will you love me, still?
hereâs a long oneâŠ
i feel like using words is a curse, thinking with words is a curse. the impulse to explain whatever impossibility i encounter isâŠ
itâs more fun to not make sense. intentionally. to be misunderstood is not fun, unless i donât intend to be understood. much less respected. forget about admiration. a word or two on an image with a whisper behind it all feels much more satisfying than whatever breakdown anyone can expel on anything that has nothing without someoneâs eyes and ears.
itâs fun to say nothing, as long as that nothing has intention. nothing without purpose is literally mind numbing, while nothing that can track, in a sense, is mind twisting. not even pleasant, always, but just something to investigate. something to dwell on.
a curse. a drug. an addiction. like water and oxygen. but, really, every weakness has its use. if you struggle to draw what you imagine, you could use a mouse and keyboard. if you canât say what you mean, write it down. if you canât adjust, adapt. my mind tells me it isnât right or wrong, but i can understand what i need to. my mind will try to explain what i understood, and i have to laugh, because my mind doesnât understand. and it laughs too.
what tales teach us to find meaning
seeing as it is is not only as it offers, but equally as what it deprives
i care
oh, no
i should not stay
what is today?
i fair
quite well
at arms repair
what is today?
i swear
oh, god
i should not say
what is today?
i tear
your heart
at nightâs despair
what was today?
i just am
pharmakos, the noble lie, and the ides of march
time enters infinity
bonded boundless restriction
will you love me, still?
365 days in a year
360 degrees in a circle
5 days of the year donât exist
after christmas until new yearâs eve
a degree a day keeps the apple at bay
so nice to be held
and
the terror of holding
the ideas you introduced me to changed my life, the feelings i encountered from you evolved my perspective, the life i saw from you redefined my feelings
me: i fear nothing!
nothing: *is something*
me: *is afraid*
the stars have moved but we still see where they are not anymore