Altered Systems of Perception.
A thought
Doesn't simply exist. -
It occupies,
It becomes.
It grows,
Then recedes
But never truly
departs.
Doesn't simply exist. -
It occupies,
It becomes.
It grows,
Then recedes
But never truly
departs.
A Truth
Once found,
Inhabits the quiet.
Weaving perceptions,
Through perceived
Void - filled
Silence.
Once found,
Inhabits the quiet.
Weaving perceptions,
Through perceived
Void - filled
Silence.
Altered systems of meaning,
Altered ways for seeing.
Poetic Systems of Perception.
Altered ways for seeing.
Poetic Systems of Perception.
Cara Morte | Dear Death
(Portuguese)
Hoje fui perguntada sobre ti, morte.
Enxerguei nos olhos alheios
O medo crédulo de te conhecer.
Enxerguei nos olhos alheios
O medo crédulo de te conhecer.
Disse como tu
Não és dor nem escuridão,
Mas sim a Luz
Que ilumina o eterno trajeto do ser.
Não és dor nem escuridão,
Mas sim a Luz
Que ilumina o eterno trajeto do ser.
Um enigma singular
Que nos lembra
A arte bela que é viver.
Que nos lembra
A arte bela que é viver.
(English)
Today, I was asked about you, Death.
I witnessed in the eyes of others,
the credulous fear of meeting you.
I witnessed in the eyes of others,
the credulous fear of meeting you.
I said how you are not darkness nor pain,
but instead the light
that rebirths
our eternal trajectory of being.
but instead the light
that rebirths
our eternal trajectory of being.
A singular enigma,
that reminds us
of the beautiful art
that is to live.
that reminds us
of the beautiful art
that is to live.
Chained Minds
We siphon life to fuel decay,
Chained to ghosts we should betray.
We build "anew" on crumbled lies,
As ego flows through rusted minds.
Chained to ghosts we should betray.
We build "anew" on crumbled lies,
As ego flows through rusted minds.
Yet, still, she waits - unchanged, serene,
Her tides indifferent, her forests unseen.
Until the weight of ruin flips right,
And winds howl truths of humans lies.
Her rivers rise, her roots reclaim,
A quiet force that knows no name.
With patience worn, she rends the skies,
The Earth remembers what we lost sight.
The Absence of We
I know I've met you,
Just not yet here.
Just not yet here.
Funny how my soul remembers
The absence of we.
The absence of we.
For a truth I know,
As clear as rising day,
Is how this silence in me
Is the acknowledgment
Of the absence of you.
As clear as rising day,
Is how this silence in me
Is the acknowledgment
Of the absence of you.
As much as the absence of me
Causes such feeling in you.
Causes such feeling in you.
Find Me
Find me
Up North.
Hidden within
Rivered trees.
Try as you may
To reach my doors
For I
Have lost the key.
Up North.
Hidden within
Rivered trees.
Try as you may
To reach my doors
For I
Have lost the key.
Petals
Petals,-
Once vivaciously full,
Withered
With un-watered intentions.
Seasonal tides re-flourished
Petals
With recolored gradients.
Once vivaciously full,
Withered
With un-watered intentions.
Seasonal tides re-flourished
Petals
With recolored gradients.
Stillness
When all is obscured,
Bathed
In erratic vibration.
All one sees
Is Chaos.
Bathed
In erratic vibration.
All one sees
Is Chaos.
Once the resolution of Stillness,
as a state eternal.
We realize the disillusionment of our ego.
as a state eternal.
We realize the disillusionment of our ego.
Let go
and be still.
It is normal to reside in angst for oneness.
Yet remember that in stillness you are whole.
and be still.
It is normal to reside in angst for oneness.
Yet remember that in stillness you are whole.
Jácý - The Moon
As I rise
Changed from how
I rose before.
My majesty
Once revered
Now obscured
By Artificial Lights
Changed from how
I rose before.
My majesty
Once revered
Now obscured
By Artificial Lights
Guarácý
