There are days, and then there are those days that seem to last a lifetime. One such was yesterday.
But that can almost always be said.
Each yesterday, when viewed from the perspective of tomorrow, becomes something other than what it was, what it had been, but when yesterday lasts a lifetime, it hardly matters now what I think of it.
There are moments, and then there are those moments that awaken us. One such moment is now. But each moment, when lived in the here and now, becomes more than what it might have been. And whatever this one might have been, changed without my knowing.
i see you with a light undimmed. i know you with a thought unturned. what stands within my heart is you.
“Sometimes” is a lonely place, but it’s by no means an abandonment. Shifting perspective has a particularly insensitive way of fucking with that, but that’s just the joy of being human.
What we get is what we are. What we know…has yet to be understood. What we feel, is just another different thing, shaded and tinted by what we suppose…what we hope and dream.
And dreams are living things. Living, quizzing, perplexing things. Tender, but rough. Sueded by the fold of all days.
And so, we turn, drained and oddly satisfied, to those things that give us the only satisfaction we know.
i see you with a light unstrained. i know you with a thought unbroken. what grows within my heart is you.
It never mattered before, all the things that seem to be. The tighter, unbending, immobile brain-slumber. The jaded afterthought of the miserable ways we were raised to believe in the structured paraphrases of Bronze Age man’s dedication to structure, hierarchy, and bending other people’s will.
And where I used to find release through many, there is only one, now. only one.
for how many years now have i felt exhausted? and suddenly, i am whole, enlivened, invigorated, emboldened, entranced. there is a structure to this that will haunt me forever, and that ghost is the most welcome thing.
The darkling thoughts, the maddened hours…I am drained of them, and without them, I am left full.
i see you with a light recalescent, powered by the spirit in you. and there is only you. at the core, there is only you.