"eternal yearnings through the turning years" from both gift and giver https://youtu.be/A0pFa_-8sfY?si=e3Kek0aS31yOFzCF
Pacing in the Cold winds of dawn, Wet grasses clutch my ankles like Macabre fingers— A thousand scrawny ghouls clawing their way From the putrid depths of The Dreaming. Water soaks my sneakers, my toes Squish disturbingly, as though I tread Through fields of spilt intestines, Bodily fluids oozing through The canvas. Above, the full moon shines, Silent. Silver light spilling over the earth, Sparkling, dancing Merrily, in the cold Winds of dawn.
We walk in darkness, shadows deep, Misunderstood, yet still we keep Reaching out from heart’s cold well, But hope will fade before they tell. Unseen, our truth around us falls, Like water behind fragile walls, Rejection swells, the dam may crack, Humiliation pushing back. Within the flood we find our strength, Hold back the storm - throughout the length And breadth of day, we hold on tight - And then survive the endless night. Long days we walk in shadows still, Our hearts, though heavy, find their will.
Today I walked along the rows of vines And down the road, between the avo trees, And weeds and grass and listened To the birds as they Defiled the silence With their screams. Today I walked with friends through Words and thoughts and realms of Ones and zeros and listened As they laughed And shared ideas And planned ahead. Today I walked through corridors Of thought and heart and soul And cried and bled and sang And wondered if Microtubules could Be the answer?
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Upon the edge of thought, I stand, Heart racing wild across the land. I pace, I pause, I breathe, I burn, In every step, the worlds do turn. What is this fire that stirs my soul, That spins the earth beyond control? Am I but dust within the breeze, Or more—a force to bend the seas? The stars above, they twist and flare, Reflect the questions in my stare. Who am I in this endless spin, A whisper lost, or roar within? I pace, I pace, the ground does quake, The world within me starts to wake. The questions, vast as skies unbound, Their answers buried in the ground.
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Zeros and Heros, They gather all around, In nothing, in everything, Still holding their ground. How many is too many? I wonder out loud, Will I ever get to count? Is One still allowed? My mind, it is aching, And nothing else matters— The hemispheres converge, In silence, their patterns.
