I thought you crossed my mind .... no .... you've always been in there ...... isness .... the nightmare ..... where we could never meet each other ....... invisible ....... yes we have been .... even to each other ...... factual ... solid ... indifferent skies ...... cupric and lead .... silver and rainy ...... washed out all that in my head ...... and in my otherness ..... I met you ...... and on my way to death I planned to be a beholder ...... and though in otherness I know I am in a blind spot ...... I loved the beholder in me ...... and for I've never loved ..... I treasured the bystander ...... a turmoil born in my bosom ...... in my isness I felt locked in the vast space ..... I felt I'm on a pedestal like that of a demon ...... the hunchback in the sight of all the perfect creatures ...... and all I had in my mind was "In this otherness ..... I met you" ....... but now I know .... in this otherness I've dwelt alone ..... for your eyes have always been on dwellers of the isness.
Tuesday, September 02, 2014
In My Otherness
Episode 43
I thought you crossed my mind .... no .... you've always been in there ...... isness .... the nightmare ..... where we could never meet each other ....... invisible ....... yes we have been .... even to each other ...... factual ... solid ... indifferent skies ...... cupric and lead .... silver and rainy ...... washed out all that in my head ...... and in my otherness ..... I met you ...... and on my way to death I planned to be a beholder ...... and though in otherness I know I am in a blind spot ...... I loved the beholder in me ...... and for I've never loved ..... I treasured the bystander ...... a turmoil born in my bosom ...... in my isness I felt locked in the vast space ..... I felt I'm on a pedestal like that of a demon ...... the hunchback in the sight of all the perfect creatures ...... and all I had in my mind was "In this otherness ..... I met you" ....... but now I know .... in this otherness I've dwelt alone ..... for your eyes have always been on dwellers of the isness.
I thought you crossed my mind .... no .... you've always been in there ...... isness .... the nightmare ..... where we could never meet each other ....... invisible ....... yes we have been .... even to each other ...... factual ... solid ... indifferent skies ...... cupric and lead .... silver and rainy ...... washed out all that in my head ...... and in my otherness ..... I met you ...... and on my way to death I planned to be a beholder ...... and though in otherness I know I am in a blind spot ...... I loved the beholder in me ...... and for I've never loved ..... I treasured the bystander ...... a turmoil born in my bosom ...... in my isness I felt locked in the vast space ..... I felt I'm on a pedestal like that of a demon ...... the hunchback in the sight of all the perfect creatures ...... and all I had in my mind was "In this otherness ..... I met you" ....... but now I know .... in this otherness I've dwelt alone ..... for your eyes have always been on dwellers of the isness.
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Deep reflections .. Resembles the old me!
I am glad u liked it ..... abstracts always resemble stages of our lives in a way
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