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There’s too much light deluge of photons an affront to Night’s ambiance Harsh sulfur streetlight glow: trickery. illuminating arteries of Artificial making the Night dull dark distant confined to human construct robbing Mystery masking subtlety devouring nature the Immensity the Antiquity the Beauty of Stars: gone Lost blotted out by buzzing wasp’s nest Denizens’ sting to eyes & minds inflaming consciousness no longer can you Feel small and lost under the grandeur of nocturnal sky all is set before you here to there Elsewhere to home Home? Sleep in Darkness? listening & thinking ‘til sleep succumbs No, now rather befalling Sickly pallor of computer glow we stare with blinders all else fading save the screen before us ******* us in trapping us excising thoughts keeping us from ourselves that is why we fill the night Out of fear. To hide but not from monsters nor from ghosts goblins gremlins ghouls not from lurking eldritch terror of yore but from ourselves from Feeling and Being for fear of perceiving tactile intuition in the air of what lies ahead rather than seeing for fear of walking by ourselves just ourselves with unencumbered thoughts and seeing through the facade the facade of daytime ascribed meanings the facade of of who we are the facade of light The facade that Darkness is what is lacking that light is normality That light is beauty light is hope light is life but it’s just that a Facade we plastered ourselves: an Illusion But there’s truth at Night and under stars truth in the sensation of dusky hours Artistry in ink the allure of “unknown” feeling small and lost Under soft Milky Way floating over dew laden grass caressed by cool currents There’s Truth & Beauty in the Night
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Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
Where has the Night Gone?
There’s too much light deluge of photons an affront to Night’s ambiance Harsh sulfur streetlight glow: trickery. illuminating arteries of Artificial making the Night dull dark distant confined to human construct robbing Mystery masking subtlety devouring nature the Immensity the Antiquity the Beauty of Stars: gone Lost blotted out by buzzing wasp’s nest Denizens’ sting to eyes & minds inflaming consciousness no longer can you Feel small and lost under the grandeur of nocturnal sky all is set before you here to there Elsewhere to home Home? Sleep in Darkness? listening & thinking ‘til sleep succumbs No, now rather befalling Sickly pallor of computer glow we stare with blinders all else fading save the screen before us ******* us in trapping us excising thoughts keeping us from ourselves that is why we fill the night Out of fear. To hide but not from monsters nor from ghosts goblins gremlins ghouls not from lurking eldritch terror of yore but from ourselves from Feeling and Being for fear of perceiving tactile intuition in the air of what lies ahead rather than seeing for fear of walking by ourselves just ourselves with unencumbered thoughts and seeing through the facade the facade of daytime ascribed meanings the facade of of who we are the facade of light The facade that Darkness is what is lacking that light is normality That light is beauty light is hope light is life but it’s just that a Facade we plastered ourselves: an Illusion But there’s truth at Night and under stars truth in the sensation of dusky hours Artistry in ink the allure of “unknown” feeling small and lost Under soft Milky Way floating over dew laden grass caressed by cool currents There’s Truth & Beauty in the Night
nicholas-c
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Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
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