a short passage from my novel in the works... It's not the way you make it out to be. You've lost yourself again in the maze of your own mind. This wanting was always something that hindered your ability to think calculatingly and to act with prudence. Do you think all that I have, I gained with impulsiveness and emotional outbursts? Do you really think that when I go, I can take all this with me? What was there room for in the womb of life? Only you. No possessions. Such is the tomb of life. No passports, or identification. No gold shilling or contract for owned property; we enter out the same way we came in. With the same vulnerability and fragility. Although perhaps not all with the same grace. We are animals of reason and instinct. And they but contradict one another, continually causing strife from within, that then manifests in the waking world. Our perception and quality of life is different from one another, perhaps even our capacity to love differs. But one thing we and the rest of the world collectively share is the suffering that is found in loneliness. You can be the richest, most publicly adored figure in the world, or the homeless crone withering away in the street, it makes no difference. Both are inherently alone. You came to me, why? To witness a reading for tomorrow's good fortune. I have nothing to offer you except one piece of advice. To not seek to unify yourself with outside influences. You know this cognitively, and yet you persist. You let your passions rule you and thrill in the sensations of vice. What awaits you the following day is the hollow shell of all that goes ignored by your sound temperament. There is only one heart that continues to beat to the music of God. And He is found in the sighs of your yearning and weeping. He is found in your laughter and good will. He is the formless Spirit of your soul's abundance. You look up at me as if I am the conduit of such divination. I am but a beggar of love, mirrored in your grace. Do not seek me out and use your body as bait. My beauty will one day fade as the flesh in this world is meant to. But my heart… my heart will return to the place in which all beings were birthed from. And in this lyric, I give of myself completely to that which binds us all. Me to you. You to him. Him to her. And you nod and look at me with hope and disappointment, but heed this, as I tell you... I was never here to hurt or reject you. |
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