Category: poetry
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broken line
If the connection is broken or wrongly made.If the sounds of longing echo, and every sign that’s found calls to mind your presence like fleeting foam.It never fully fades; they become memories that deserve a place on the bookshelf within you. © E n i s ∞ r song: How Can You Mend a Broken
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Alignment
Alignment on the path of heavy gravity. © E n i s ∞ r song: Broken Line 2 – Alva Noto & Ryuichi Sakamoto Everything you seek is seeking you.But it waits until you dare to listen to silence,and see fire as homecoming.
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Sandcastle
At the edge of early morningI built a castle made of goldwith towers greeting newborn sunlightand moats in quiet ancient cold. But from afar there came the breathingof the sea that slowly nearedher fingers silver salted driftingtouched the work that I held dear. One wave a soft and foaming arcmade trembling walls give way.A second
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reason
Attachment and coping As long as the wind blows, I’ll keep going. It’s the only thing I think.Or is it against my better judgment? © E n i s ∞ r song: Don’t Break My Heart – Hania Rani Even when the wind tests me, I keep moving — torn between instinct and reason. I
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d20
Roll for initiative! My inner ‘armor class’ is modest and levels up ones every year. © E n i s ∞ r song: Because it’s There – Black Oak Flaws, feats and abilities give character
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indigo
As long as your engine’s still running, you can keep up with the times for a long while. © E n i s ∞ r song: Indigo – Peter Gabriel
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Dream of the death turtle
i dreamed of a thermosthe kind with steel wallsthe kind you take on long tripsto keep something warm and in iti had placed a turtle i don’t know wheni don’t know whybut i knewthat it had been therefor a long time and i felt that quiet dreadthat late recognition“this needed air” so i turned the
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rock solid
Balance — it is never what they claim:as if once found, it would be fixed, immutable.No. It is always a tide: ebb and surge.Some days you are your own champion, and some days you become, unavoidably, the villain in someone else’s frame. I prefer to anchor peace to it — within those constant counter-currents —
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human nature
Human nature is a complex being, appropriate to say that it requires customization to teach ‘this being’ from its core to experience the natural outside world with newfound freedom because in ‘captivity’ this may have been unlearned to get to that core. Could you say that in that inner core there is no universal truth
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noctua caeca
Wisdom and human intelligence, however ingenious, when you’ve lost the key to your feeling, you can reason things out until you weigh an ounce, your heart stays locked. Sharp-mindedness without feeling is cold and frigid, but above all blind, because it lacks any light.It relies more on groping in the dark, the supposedly infallible rational
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cut and paste
So much is ‘cutting and pasting’. The unconscious connections to each other, both negative and positive. The energetic highway of transmitting and receiving. Let it flow or cut it lovingly? You are always protected in light and love. Namasté © E n i s ∞ r song: Paper Cuts – Broadcast
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walk & wander
We walk and wander,on beaten paths or through uncharted ground,always in our minds,seeking meaning in who we wish to become. At times it seemsour spirit drifts far ahead in thought,leaving the body trailing behind in quiet matter. Those who live with awarenesssee along the way more patterns,messages, and subtle signs.The mind stays busy,while the body,
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spirit
In fractions of a tenth of a second, something passes between my eyes, my mind, and the moment my finger presses the shutter. The most beautiful photos are the ones I took without knowing why — as if a higher power had taken over. © E n i s ∞ r song: Spirit In The
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inside out
Our inner world, often closed off from the outside world and sometimes unintentionally so clear. © E n i s ∞ r song: Inside Looking Out – Mark Hollis Our inner world whispers what life is trying to tell us.
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regret
Regret is like pole vaulting. I should have chased you, blown you off your feet, and used all my charm. The bar was set high, and I gave it a good shot, but I slipped under it and landed on the mat. Turns out someone else had just made a higher jump. © E n