Altered Systems of Perception.
A thought
Does not simply exist. -
It occupies,
It becomes.
It grows,
Then recedes
But never truly
departs.
Altered systems of meaning,
Altered ways for seeing.
Poetic Systems of Perception.
A Truth
Once found,
Inhabits the quiet.
Weaving perceptions,
Through perceived
Void - filled
Silence.
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 - The Sun
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.
