A Mid Summer's Night
The sun has set and coolness has bloomed on the eve of this mid-summers ever.
The air is cool and damp, moving ever so sweetly;
It cools the tepid emotions of my flesh leaving serenity in its wake as I lay in
the darkness.
The stars explode forth above me,
their mysteries interwoven with the curiosity I hold regarding my own existence upon this giant rock floating through the cosmos.
And when it all comes to an end?
What will I have to show for my time here?
A few scattered remembrance that nothing will become of?
And when my Earthly shell beging to decay,
will all of my hideousness filly be erased from the collective eyes of humanity or will it forever be engrained, echoing through generations?
Perhaps I'm thinking of myself too much in that regard.
What am I?
Nothing.
Who am I?
No one.
I've experienced extraordinary things in my waking life and dreams.
I've reached spiritual and psychological states that are the things of longing,
the things that many can only dream of.
I've felt time surround me, echo through my veins and seduce me in almost unspeakable ways.
I've kissed the stars that shine above and allowed them to ravage me, wholly and completely.
Allowing them to know my secrets in ways to man ever could. I've crossed endless barriers in my journey and exploration into my existence.
There are many nights in which I've wished for them to love me like I love them.
To share my life without fears, without the pain that comes from interactions with other human beings, even animals.
I know every living thing must die, complete the cycle of life and pass on quietly into the great beyond.
To ache at the loss of someone or something is almost unfathomable,
yet it makes the time that we have with them all the more precious.
It defines us in ways both consciously and subconsciously.
To be able to feel such deep and fruitful emotion is bot h the blessing and curse of the human animal.
It is in the pain we find meaning.
And in loss, understanding.
In almost mathematical precision, our lives are calculated out before us,
either written in the stars above or channelled into the waves of the sea.
And in these moments when these thoughts come to me, I'm overwhelmed with unspeakable sadness and an emptiness that I can't quite explain.
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And when it all comes to an end?
What will I have to show for my time here?
A few scattered remembrance that nothing will become of?
And when my Earthly shell beging to decay,
will all of my hideousness filly be erased from the collective eyes of humanity or will it forever be engrained, echoing through generations?
Perhaps I'm thinking of myself too much in that regard.
What am I?
Nothing.
Who am I?
No one.
I've experienced extraordinary things in my waking life and dreams.
I've reached spiritual and psychological states that are the things of longing,
the things that many can only dream of.
I've felt time surround me, echo through my veins and seduce me in almost unspeakable ways.
I've kissed the stars that shine above and allowed them to ravage me, wholly and completely.
Allowing them to know my secrets in ways to man ever could. I've crossed endless barriers in my journey and exploration into my existence.
There are many nights in which I've wished for them to love me like I love them.
To share my life without fears, without the pain that comes from interactions with other human beings, even animals.
I know every living thing must die, complete the cycle of life and pass on quietly into the great beyond.
To ache at the loss of someone or something is almost unfathomable,
yet it makes the time that we have with them all the more precious.
It defines us in ways both consciously and subconsciously.
To be able to feel such deep and fruitful emotion is bot h the blessing and curse of the human animal.
It is in the pain we find meaning.
And in loss, understanding.
In almost mathematical precision, our lives are calculated out before us,
either written in the stars above or channelled into the waves of the sea.
And in these moments when these thoughts come to me, I'm overwhelmed with unspeakable sadness and an emptiness that I can't quite explain.
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