Mydriasis Aletheia

Mydriasis Aletheia Jun 2017

I'm trying
so hard
to be human
and that
is where I
keep falling
down. It hurts.

I want to see the good in people
but keep seeing this badness sequestered in myself.

We all die in the end
anyways.

Mydriasis Aletheia Jun 2017

These social somersaults make me sick,

I find I am inconsistent in my thinking,
Depending on my present company.

My internal dialogue is so messy:
Everyone's talking, nobody's listening.

Sometimes I feel as if each of us were stranded
on our own island, and our only way to communicate is by

shouting across the straits
at one and other

but my head is buried
in the sand.

Mydriasis Aletheia Jun 2017

Hesperides

We crave the last
of the sunlight
before it sinks
beyond the horizon
to hide us
from our fellow dusklings.
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Got to break out   Get busy living
Of/In these patterns      Even if I die young
Chasing them down                  I am trying so hard
☙  to get lost  ❧
here in our garden.
Hecate blessed us
with illusive change.
Hesperus haunts us
as dusk overtakes
the day, his light drawn
ever-west unto Phosphorus
who arose ever-east. That mythic
dawn othering us by the majesty of dusk.

#dawn #dusk

Mydriasis Aletheia Jun 2017

Nausea

Woke up
still drunk,
I feel so sick
listening to Cigarettes After ***
while writing this.

These tears I held back
for a few years have
come and gone and
now I'm hungover.

Mydriasis Aletheia May 2017

Ellipsism

I reckon most angry men are just confused boys
in the deep dark depths
of their lonely little hearts.
Who hasn't wished they were dead at times?
"Let's go get ******".

I can't change the past or predict the future,
I can only see the present
as it curves off.

Quote:
End of Line Five from Chris Miles (Joe Dempsie) in Skins [S2E1]

Inspiration:
http://ifpeoplewererain-ireland.tumblr.com/post/94249980965/yup-kiid-you-said-it

#future #mystery

Mydriasis Aletheia May 2017

Phosphorus

It is 4 AM and the indigo of dawn
has crept up behind the dark
mass of clouds, tendrils
of wispy sky shadow
can be made out
as its glow indicates
the path Apollo's chariot
will cut through the night in four hours.

Near two millennia ago a human once wrote:
“Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars,
And see yourself running with them.”
Near two millennia from now a human might read
what words I've written and find me
whilst trawling through the hopes and dreams
of someone so far away.
Somebody saw something of beauty, they reach out
through the ages to pass it on;
Their feeling encapsulated,
Their reason preserved,
Their spirit remembered
as for a moment they are disclosed.

Even if all I have to say is a word
for the light of the horizon
as it creeps unto dawn,
I am in your mind
briefly. I forget there's so much
I want to live for sometimes
so I write something
to remind me.

Quote:
Lines Ten and Eleven from Meditations by Marcus Aurelius

#heosphoros

Mydriasis Aletheia May 2017

⁂ (Collaboration with CFF)

Dilute the self/Dissolute self
One once whole   Shrinking hold
When half is gone   Losing these parts
The mind can heal       Uncovering old
Thin the lines           Beneath burnished
To fit in full                    Surfaces coated
**** the thoughts                        In blood
To save the soul                      ◊                   Bronze shimmers
Diamond dusted                       The gold glitters
Fake      and      plated
Remove the barrier
Expose the inner
Paint perfect
Etch the silver
Into the horizon
Beauty lies in truth
However tarnished
These coffins can make a home
And the mind can finally flourish
When the self is abandoned in place
Recovering time
To adjust fate
To regulate
Human agency
Turn the Valve
Chance alteration
Unto everything
Awaiting change
Learn to soar
Among uncharted worlds
Where truths surely lurk
Waiting for your foray
Into another-worldly
Domain, venturous
On the plateau, a
Coming-of-age.

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