Altered Systems of Perception.
A thought
Does not 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.
Altered systems of meaning,
Altered ways for seeing.
Poetic Systems of Perception.
Find Me
Find me
Up North.
Hidden within
Rivered trees.
Try as you may
To reach my doors
For I
Have lost the key.
A visual poem reflecting on the intangible spaces we seek
Up North.
Hidden within
Rivered trees.
Try as you may
To reach my doors
For I
Have lost the key.
A visual poem reflecting on the intangible spaces we seek
— hidden within nature, memory, or self.
Doors exist, yet keys slip away.
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.
Once the resolution of Stillness, -
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.
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
