For a long time I thought loneliness was the product of absence, but it turns out it’s a state of mind. You can be in a room filled with people and still sense it. You can be completely alone but not feel it’s icy presence. People come and go, but wisdom gets retained through the various deluges. Be still and listen for that inner monologue that’ll point where you need to go next.
Cleo
8/6/2022
What in the world do I say,
About the only one that could make my day?
Your kisses were the sweetest,
Making it brighter when it was bleakest.
Meowing for love and always finding it,
We formed a bond that is eternally lit.
Like a luminous beacon on safe shores,
You are always welcome and with open doors.
Until I see you again my baby girl,
Know that you were the best in the world.
(Context: I lost my favorite being on this planet. Even though she was fully vaccinated she succumbed to Feline Leukemia and I feel like half my soul was thrown into the abyss.)
I’m lost in a sea of misunderstanding and elation, confusing yet omnicomforting. Everything at my fingertips, though there is nothing at my door worth answering. The wall of time clouds the windows of my requiem and the squelch of all harmony drives me mad with contempt for my own past. “Repent for’ ye need to circumvent the retribution of the cyclical march.”
Endless cycles upon the rag of time, a forward March expending our own precious dime.
Deep internal woes surface through echos of the being, whilst internal flaws lay under the surface beating
Solid malignancy and the deepest pit, nothing one can do to sway from this ravenous fit
Glimpse the sun and seek your protection, cleansing yourself from the internal infection
The light bearer rings his bells, though impertinent fears emanate fromst its shells
To the people here and the ones still coming, holdst yourselves from the instinct of running
The act of power belongs to you, those who are thoughtful enough to see things through
And the powers beyond me, will be available for all the universe to see. As we will it, ever shall it be.
“I’m just dying to understand…” 🍄
#breakawaycivilization
“Green Bluebird, this is Mr. Fabulous. We are go for cheesing it.”

