Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Notes to the confused self

Be eager, in the monotony
of the day lies a crack that 
only some fathom, others 
rarely see, and some 
pass it by. Take time not 
to injure your solitude with 
the reckless pursuit of 
meaning. Not all that 
passes is worth the distraction, 
not all that arrives is 
worth attention. But look 
you must, reason dawns 
slow, understanding is 
an accumulated bag we 
never see. Sit alone 
and pursue the breaks 
in time, ponder over 
memories and their 
fragile corners, dust your 
inner shelf, let some 
stick in your hands for 
a lingering aftertaste. 
Sometimes drag 
yourself out to the 
cobbled streets and the 
chaos, let the wilderness 
of the city drown you. Attend
to the idle chatter between 
the pauses, listen. You have
arrived at a contradiction, 
begin again. Rewind your 
routes and feel the changing
acceptances of the earth. 
Perceive the openings in 
the doors of perception, 
urge your curiosity to go 

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