I Prefer Not To.
i could hide
for a hundred
thousand years
and still emerge
with the same spectrum
of debilitating fears
avoidance does nothing
to avail our evolution
for the breadth of our experience
carries on in our dearth
and distant earths
may yet reveal
our present form unknown
nonetheless
a consciousness
cannot eclipse
its own immortality
for all eternity
and yet . . .
[image credit: Fumihiro Kato]
let the earthen bounty
be your pillow
as the balsam breeze
tucks you in its whispered lull
tonight
our frailty
is forgiven
heaven dare not fathom
to assail us
whence we lay
its offerings
are present
for the taking
as prismed apparitions
through shifting crypts of time
searching for the shadow
of forgiveness
where folding stars
outstare the eye of jupiter
death is but a fear unsound
thought traps within
the silent walls that bind us
stepping through
eternal mirrors
on journeys shared as one
‘neath these precious suns
of stoic tempest flare
my spirit longs
to be the stars
that fill your sky
my heart would shine
reflections
of its truth
to lift you
up into a realm
where solace
sings redemption
that once
you laid upon me
by the mercy
of your kiss
but even vigilance
has lost its vested path
these broken roads
no longer
reach epiphany
as apathy
alone
absconds
with wistful dew
i thought
would one day
compose a river
through the valley
whence our love
had rent the earth
that i might sail
those tempestuous waters
in search
of where the willows
wept your name
but all my efforts
toiling at the pulley
have only returned
buckets
of morass
wrested hands
from years
of untold callous
now leave me
to attend
this ghostly shore
where sorrow comes
to lay for death
in prostrate
with arms
of clay stretched thin
succumbed to dust
once sought
to sway the forces
of the cosmos
with hope
to never stray
from its embrace
as mountains
birthed of mirthless
apprehension
would vanish
into the silence
of forever
Some dude I once knew told me it was imperative that I should convey the message that he loves every one of you and that he understands that each one of us is a human being each with our own infinite array of cosmically complex experiences that are not to be judged by any person, including oneself. Life is but an ever-changing series of briefly nuanced eras. Each one with its own uniquely distinct energy signature that we experience in vibrational frequencies existing only within that moment. Cherish these feelings, for the only time we may ever again be able to taste such moments is in the ethereal realm of our dreamscapes in the hypnagogic aftermath of a soporific sentience.
In spite of life’s discord and dissonance that might leave you feeling otherwise, the fact is you are loved and appreciated. We needn’t the crutch of frail words which might fail us. Our presence is one of effusive fluorescing that reaches the farthest filaments of reality. it is impossible for any matter, be it living, non-living, corporeal, or non-corporeal to traverse this cryptic chaos without the interchange of energy on a scale most prolific. Our actions, regardless of their magnitude, affect countless things. Though one might have not yet been privy to such truths, the fact is that their essence is known, loved, and appreciated by potentially infinite instances of consciousness that span a contiguous flow.
The nature of existence is the ebb and flow of all things leading into balance. It is necessary for us to disengage at times so that we may grow and learn independently of others. The journey of understanding is one composed of many companions but the processing of its components can only take place within ourselves. Please take care not to mistreat yourself, nor others. We are here solely by infinitely random chance. These forms which we inhabit are frail and susceptible to all forces including those which we are unable to see or comprehend. Every second of our reality is unique unto itself, yet, is also synced to the eternal singularity of space and time.
Let us revel in the vibrations of loving energy that inhabit this realm of sempiternity. And let us not be swayed by the happenstance of this physical plane that seems so rife with unfathomable anguish and despair. Our cognizance is born of perceptual context. We cannot know beauty without knowing its suffering. Vortical balancing is the eternal state of all things. We must allow for this truth lest we create an internal imbalance leading to the exacerbation of our own existential entropy.
Energy must be allowed to flow through all dimensions in its natural state of fluidity. When any form thereof is left to stagnate, it will manifest in toxic and harmful ways. Let it flow through you as is was meant to. Give and receive love freely but never attempt to harvest nor harbor it. Allow yourself the freedom of this cosmic coalescence. Love is the force that connects all things. This is why I can truly say that I love you and why you can know this to be true.
Let the universe flow through your soul as your soul flows through the universe.
<3 Max
meet me
where the shadows drift
apart
from who we are
where waning tides
reveal the rift
that weeps
into the stars
wrap me
amid layers
of a long
forgotten kiss
our voices
led astray
upon the solace
of your lips
shake me
to the rhythm
of our innocence
denied
pray not let us
fall
into a conscious
state of lies
for all
this world
has proven
naught
but torment in reprise
and so
we take our leave
as sorrows bleed
for you and i
Max, or Not 