T2
…it wasn’t just the universe.
Ashes, small like cosmic dust, washed up a bluster, a burst, a sequence followed by another, laying it down and flat out. It simmers, the cloud of colour hues so dynamic, so wild in shape and form. It wants to reach out, wants to touch me with an idea, a moment worth savouring. I wanted it too. An abyss of eternity between the desire and the reality, shone brightly and with such brilliance. The time was simply slipping… fading… becoming so faint that it almost didn’t exist at all.
Next to it, on a parallel plain, one dimension removed and set aside, set apart from that rabble that lived downstairs, making all that racket, rose like a Phoenix, The Cape of One. Mystery swirled at his feet, declaring all be subject to. A wondrous light beamed from within, casting an aura that lay all a spell not to be broken. “I am here as one, my might not to be divided.” It was equally fashioned, giving all who were witness a moment worth the price of the ticket… and then some.
Where was that which once was? It was in the message somewhere, that was for sure. Pulling aside the veil, there was no more revelation than that which once had been noted and given an appropriate account, plus a name. My search was then thus so: blind with faith, make an effort, please! Make some kind of damned effort! A wilting sunflower in the ashes, wanting to shine… aching to shine. The manner would not be so. It was this lifetime and only this lifetime, sadly. No existence.
Musical accompaniment: ”Ashes’ (Oliver Smith Remix)’ - Oceanlab
T2
…it wasn’t just the universe.
Ashes, small like cosmic dust, washed up a bluster, a burst, a sequence followed by another, laying it down and flat out. It simmers, the cloud of colour hues so dynamic, so wild in shape and form. It wants to reach out, wants to touch me with an idea, a moment worth savouring. I wanted it too. An abyss of eternity between the desire and the reality, shone brightly and with such brilliance. The time was simply slipping… fading… becoming so faint that it almost didn’t exist at all.
Next to it, on a parallel plain, one dimension removed and set aside, set apart from that rabble that lived downstairs, making all that racket, rose like a Phoenix, The Cape of One. Mystery swirled at his feet, declaring all be subject to. A wondrous light beamed from within, casting an aura that lay all a spell not to be broken. “I am here as one, my might not to be divided.” It was equally fashioned, giving all who were witness a moment worth the price of the ticket… and then some.
Where was that which once was? It was in the message somewhere, that was for sure. Pulling aside the veil, there was no more revelation than that which once had been noted and given an appropriate account, plus a name. My search was then thus so: blind with faith, make an effort, please! Make some kind of damned effort! A wilting sunflower in the ashes, wanting to shine… aching to shine. The manner would not be so. It was this lifetime and only this lifetime, sadly. No existence.
Musical accompaniment: ”Ashes’ (Oliver Smith Remix)’ - Oceanlab