PER ARDUA AD ASTRA...THROUGH STRUGGLES TO THE STARS.

The worse thing I
did in the war

was...to survive
when others...didn't.

Always the "Why me..?"

Others...better men than I
deserved better.

Every day is bitter.
A life lost.

I breathe the air
that they would never....

for them there was
no tomorrow.

I survived the war.

Find it harder
to survive my self.

The dead crowd 'round me
wanting to taste today's sunlight

with their eyes
that  accuse.

"Macte nova virtute,..."
they mock me with schoolboy Latin

"...sic itur ad astra!
they say and say.

The VIrgil falling
from my hand.

*

Macte nova virtute, sic itur ad astra.

( Blessings on your young courage, boy; that's the way to the stars.)

Virgil - Aeneid  Book 9.

PER ARDUA AD ASTRA...THROUGH STRUGGLES TO THE STARS.

The worse thing I
did in the war

was...to survive
when others...didn't.

Always the "Why me..?"

Others...better men than I
deserved better.

Every day is bitter.
A life lost.

I breathe the air
that they would never....

for them there was
no tomorrow.

I survived the war.

Find it harder
to survive my self.

The dead crowd 'round me
wanting to taste today's sunlight

with their eyes
that  accuse.

"Macte nova virtute,..."
they mock me with schoolboy Latin

"...sic itur ad astra!
they say and say.

The VIrgil falling
from my hand.

*

Macte nova virtute, sic itur ad astra.

( Blessings on your young courage, boy; that's the way to the stars.)

Virgil - Aeneid  Book 9.

Sic Itur Ad Astra.
Assim para as estrelas eu viajarei,
Em tempos de luto e perda,
Através das estrelas e galáxias,
Ao calor fugaz do sol,
Sic itur ad astra.

Extravagantly exorbitant mentality panacea
Pretentious eidetic’s ubiquity mnemonics
Extraversion embezzlement extortion mens rea
Endergonic laconic cacophony phonics

Preterite rendition enclitic equilibrist motion
Mystic symbiosis dharma spiritual sky
Brusque macabre abjections the gist of the potion
Straight up forever ontology on high

Obdurately abstruse vituperatively vociferous
Juxtaposition apparition myriad avarice
Orotund sonorous diction obliquitous
Multifariously versatile nefarious nemesis

Mirador bartizan phantasmagoria aesthetics
Guidon gyration excursion integration
Sorcerous alchemizing interstitial endemics  
Chaos charisma objectified tribulation

Conjurous apothegms clitoral apomixis
Exude emote surrogate extrapolation
Astral projection littoral hypotaxis
Kinetic supremacy homogeneity gravitation

Coercible coalescent cohesion dexterities
Adjunct conjunction conjecture acuity
Platonic pragmatic prosaic austerities
Extemporaneous impromptu innuendo fortuity

Propinquity habitation harbinger spectra
Perplexing paradox tenacity rostra
Intensely cogitational abstract mantra
Penumbral exigency , umbrage per contra
Theoretical incursion grandiloquent ne plus ultra
Exogamy of homoplasy sic itur ad astra
Quiescent serendipity surreal anestra

I am shaking
Fearful, as the shouts grow louder
Every breath leaves me aching
The hourglass has begun to fall slower and slower by the hour

Reality has crumbled into mere dust sliding through my fingers
Wordless, soundless, screaming
Avoiding the empty, shattered mirrors
Left to pace between thoughts, as my hands do the cleaning

I cut my arms on glass, but I'm not seeing the bleeding
Dripping down my arms from my veins are jokes gone wrong
Sitting, in the glass poured over me, I'm leaping
It won't be too long

I've done a bad thing and I can't be forgiven
I am smiling at the spots in my vision that look like stars
I'm dancing, swaying, to an unknown etheral rthym
The whispers are seeping through my gray walls

Words have become a mush of meaningless *******
I hear the floors loosen and soon I am falling through
Ego tandem videre stellas
Ad astra per aspera

sometimes its hard
to know
where to push
your head through
the illusion of this world.

what is outside
the portals of one's own eyes
as you pass through
the curtain of pleasant shadows

for the head may lead
as your hair tingles on the edges
and the heart chooses to remain
in the nest
it has made
in this current world.

as words flow
through the boundaries
of space and time
past where
the stars and moon
dreams of a richer
geometry .

For the smallest world
May be folded
Safe inside
Imaginations notebook.

Stars twinkle in the inky black sky
Fire and power radiate from this fiery orb
Explosions emanate from an overwhelming nebula
Yet writers compose prose about this radiant crown
Yet wishers wish upon this lustrous glimmer in the darkest of nights
Yet travelers look upon them as a beacon of hope
Yet children sing about them in their quaint songs
Stars twinkle the inky black sky; celestial bodies of hope love and power

Lying rigid in the frozen dewy grass, breathing fog into the air
If only I could see beyond the clouds, I'd look into the starscape
And trace the constellations with my eyes
Searching for the one we called our own
Remembering the way we lay beside each other one sacred summer night
Straining our eyes, staring longingly at meteors and satellites.
Tonight, those stars so hidden from my view are the same presiding over you
And that used to comfort me, knowing that you're not unreachable.
But tonight, I see through starry eyes
looking down at us with their celestial vision
To witness a bright and happy girl whose smile steals the world
And a broken, lonely man who used to call her "love."