Lost in transition
Our particular Turning’s zeitgeist
Younger than you will be Con/Jur/d, 2/10/2023 We dreamed of tunnels and the train passing through tunnel, train, tunnel, train, tunnel faster, slower, faster yet, much much slower, we awake in the dream, is this enlightenment? This is all we ever asked from Eros, to abandon pretenses of Separation To see with the eye of a God young, in love, in lust, nothing else matters, we become Supplicant, Idol, Worshipper and Sacrifice No false-truths occlude although we shade ourselves under True-falsities tales to contain the impossible The Super Nova blast-radius centered in the Surpass of The Previously Understood The Light Beyond Light obliterating all difference all sense of You of I Someday, we’ll be too old to feel it but not yet not yet.
Juris, I enjoyed the post, as always. But very well done on the poem. This one rises to “best ever” level. With multiple reads thus far, I’ll be sure to revisit.