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The stuff of stars never settles;
coming together, then pulling asunder
to drift, to join the ever-quickening race
towards obscurity while being observed.
I walk through cavernous concrete
pathways between skyscrapers,
standing abreast against their self-made
micro-climate, trying to confuse the wind
in my own obscurity, passing
through me like a mental sieve
made of atoms that out-number the
dark matter of abandoned eons.
coming together, then pulling asunder
to drift, to join the ever-quickening race
towards obscurity while being observed.
I walk through cavernous concrete
pathways between skyscrapers,
standing abreast against their self-made
micro-climate, trying to confuse the wind
in my own obscurity, passing
through me like a mental sieve
made of atoms that out-number the
dark matter of abandoned eons.
Literature
Glimpse of the Infinite
In this place of no-time
In instance of this emptiness
I am born anew
From ashes I awaken
The world has entered
My overexposed consciousness
In shattering moment
Of mindless perception
Echoes of the past
My future selves unrealised
Have fused together
In decimation of my being
I am humble
I’m the walker with no face
In merciless present
In coldness of its existence
All my dreams
All dark feelings deep inside
Have lost their meaning
In this stream of endlessness
I simply remain
In the tempest of reality
Cleansed of myself
In glimpse of the infinite
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The Void Self
Free yourself
From this mental prison
From this inevitable
Designed self-destruction
Rip out all
Needless neural pathways
In focused comprehension
There is no self-pity
Free your mind
From fears and limitations
From the constructs
And delusions
It secretly created
Break away
From this teasing simulation
Rid yourself
Of questioning reality
Forget all
Superimposed definitions
Remain simply
Empty and complete
In fearless awareness
Of the void self
In this very moment
There is nothing else
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Conformist
You conform
To the life of others
In dull addiction
To happiness for sale
Your essence
So easily thrown away
Your soul
So carelessly silenced
Nice and safe
With your eyes shut hard
Your hands are stretched
In search for a savior
You conform
You nod and you agree
With rape of the mind
With systematic slaughter
You adjust
To the approved thinking
You smile so readily
Programmed to align
Surrendered
You give yourself to masses
Your identity
Betrayed by its suicide
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I personally call how I've written this piece, as "free fall", which I've done a number of times when writing many of my pieces. Thank you for stopping by for a read.
© 2015 - 2024 Jade-Pandora
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Another stunning piece to stumble upon. Really beautiful. :3