Yet We Were Always One by shadowysilence, literature
Literature
Yet We Were Always One
Oh universal breath, take me higher to where my soul alone cannot reach
Absolve me of my thoughts, my pains, all that is me, wash it away
Remind me where I come from, how I am all, but all is not me
How when my eyes close finally my energy is at one with all energy again
And all of my fighting and resistance was futile, young old, rich poor, strong weak, it doesn’t matter
Remind me light of lights what it is to die, so that my living is no longer drowned sin
Sin of waste, sin of a clouded mind, separating “me” from wholeness
Sin of disconnection, sin of words without meaning, and hearing without listening
Sin of fear, doub
Plugged in on Standby by shadowysilence, literature
Literature
Plugged in on Standby
Plugged in
You're not living
Forever on
Standby;
Awaiting that
Next jolt of
Entertainment
And fun;
You don't see
What you're doing
Its just killing
Time;
Time... just an hour
A day
A week
A year...
A lifetime
Plugged in
Part of the
Network;
I waste
Away while the
Pixels enter my
Bloodstream;
And cameras
Replace my
Eyes leaving me
"Content;"
In this
Digital World
There is no
Going back;
We must choose
Choose...
To live as humans
Or be plugged in;
I need
Charging
Standby mode
Commence...
Every discovery, Chance of fate by shadowysilence, literature
Literature
Every discovery, Chance of fate
Every discovery,
Chance of fate,
Brought closer,
To the appointed time
It looms,
Here in front of me,
This wall of mystery,
Thought, mind, space
It means,
It means...
It is coming,
I will have to face it
So intrigued,
Drawn down deeper,
Deeper, deeper,
Into this rabbit hole
Yet...
I am scared,
The world,
Is changing
The human mind,
Ever closer,
To truly being,
Cracked open for all to see
And... so many,
Strange coincidences,
Lining up fate,
And time
*sigh*
It feels,
Like the wind has stopped,
Just stopped,
Dead...
Like the light
That shadows consume
I shall fade, but return
As stars are light reborn
Not the grains of sand
In an hour glass containing all of time
Would compare to my love,
Soldier of my heart
The musics of the world
Whisper and blare
Beautiful and powerful
To the beating of my heart
I dreamt of worlds
Strange and terrible.
You were by my side
Where shall we go next?
The alarm it rings, the sign
For me to awaken again.
And still thinking of my love
I work through the day
To love someone so far away
is to chase the songs of elves
Far into the woods
Always fading
Because the world is so good at imparting upon me confusion
In such a way that my head seems to cloud at times
I have come to the conclusion
That this makes it truly wonderful
The pressure of a million-million thoughts
Press at the confines of my mind
Never giving me respite or ease
Some beautiful, some suffering
And many both to behold
In the mind's ever-waking eye
Dream-lands drag me deeper
Both waking, and sleeping dreams
Play their part in guiding those thoughts
Which torture, yet rebuild me anew
You told me to "just live and love"
Perhaps I'll give that a chance
Bloody wretched man he is, this fool
A bane on all humanity, ignorant sod
May the very gods spite him,
And the deathly fright of living nightmare
Haunt his every waking hour
Like a restless spirit in search of vengeance
May the years work quickly upon his mind
And stripping strength from his body
May he find all of fate knocking
Angrily upon his door to take
Its toll upon the vile man that is he
I would look upon him in this state
Without pity or remorse for my wishes so
He asked for every punishment I request
For he forsook us when we need him most
The Barrow O' Morean's Down
Whistles with voice O' death;
"O' whar has guid Morean gone,
Whar be the sound O' his breath?"
Up and spak an eldern Raven,
Alightin' on Morean's Down;
"Morean is the best warrior
Who fights the bloody lion's crown"
I lifted my head to the raven,
And took a stone into my hand,
Let it fly towards that sullen bird
Cruelest in all the land
As it fluttered it muttered, a cursing lauch,
An breakin' ma heart, gave she;
Spaking again in a dark tone
Which stole the sould out'a me
"O' who hath stole from Morean
Wha ee' tha' ee' could plainly see,
Whar is tha man ee' loved
Like a brother who never be?"
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