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[aid] => mick
[title] => the afterbirth of delirium
[time] => 2008-06-04 01:48:30
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[bodytext] => I wade through the afterbirth of delirium. . . as droplets of calm, like sweat, begin to bead upon my brow. shattered awareness rests with me & I, restless, attain a breaching of chance, of circumstance, but not the peace. . . the peace. . . so my longing. were we panting? raving on? while breeding a mere moral discontent . . ? a delinquent substitute for reality, for what's real? or perhaps. . . a thing more sinister to abide in? a chilling place of worship, suffocatingly simple to achieve. . . a morphing of ourselves to a conformation of contempt. . ? I, no longer willing to attempt, carelessly this life, unready & unable to relinguish my soul only to greet death. . . I am not willing. I halt at heavens' gateway, heavy heart. . . in an empty hand. what colour is my pain? a rhapsody of a prismed hue. . . quiet suffering. . . the end, long overdue. is it more painful than yours? more primitive in its' being. .? more prominent in its' hiding. .? meditated & calculating in its' undoing. . ? awkward & barren raw, when exposed. it does not serve. . . what measure do we use to contemplate? what mindset to discern our needs? I feel faint at the gnawing thought of discovery. the freedom of nothing else to question, not myself, or any other. . . a breathless, gentle freeing. silent in its' strength. do you feel me, recognize me in the gap? that moment between understanding & the knowing you understand. it is only the shadow of a shadow. the awareness of our awareness. the form of all formation . a tempting of attempt. . . micro-time. . . it is only spinning. . . condensing all the fiber of our knowledge into a pleasant sigh. . . one of resolve & of relief, a faint indication of my humanness & the divine thread simple in its' purpose. a bond of no binding too tender to undo. timeless, constant seeking creative to exhaustion manifests itself in peace. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 255 [topic] => 62 [informant] => elle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )
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