triggers my memory.
It is like a door
to progression and Transcendence
into other
worlds, far beyond
the one
I recognize. It took me a while
to get
to this place of
complete satisfaction
in my current state of being.
I guess you could say
it started
as a memory, as a coherence
so to speak, between
who I thought I
was and who I actually
used to be.
A long time
ago before
the shadows became a fog
there was
a light that flickered
in the absence of
light and darkness.
The void
trembled before this spark,
trying to reason
within itself
where it was.
What it was.
Who it was.
Why it was and
Within what realm
did it exist?
When was
the spark ignighted.
The woman laughs.
Absurdism she says
as she looks across
the gulf of reason
towards
knowledge.
Why must I live
in solitude, the void
shouted back
from the depths
and there, ignighted
a question inside
of her. Standing
above the void on
solid ground she
wondered, and
in that moment of
inflection, something
was birthed.
Arise of cold
and faithful stone.
Give me a child
and make it
grow into
a being of light
and darkness,
to free the void from
its solitude.
But the void
was asking
just a question in
the midst of itself.
It did not want
the solace of experience.
It wanted only
the quiet Kaleidoscope
of wonder IT had
always known.
In those thoughts
arose questions
out of the void.
It was a place
without the
substance of matter.
Only pure awareness
and an ancient energy
that could
not be measured.
It had always
existed in this place
until she began to wonder.
