#groundlessness
Groundlessness is not to be tamed.
Certainty is not an achievement.
A tension deeply ill-famed.
Its presence a call for bereavement.
pondering my future is bootless.
No more thought shall spring actions.
Ten thousand words are fruitless.
The mind fragmented into factions.
The milk of uncertainty is thought.
Only stillness discloses the true.
Creativity cannot be taught.
From chaos it shall brew.
Groundlessness cannot be tamed.
Nor shalI I try to resist.
Let this tension be named.
And on my life shall persist.
Jul 24, 2025
Jul 24, 2025 at 8:03 PM UTC
Are we Frodo or are we Sam?
We’re been there and back and
find ourselves unfound
groundless
Stuck
in an unknown cog on a wheel we don’t know is turning.
Robert’s misread roads
rise to our feet yet
is the choice that simple? Is it that binary?
We are no longer binary.
We are not a yes or no, a black or white:
a party of two.
How can we choose?
we can’t
So we sit?
We sit. We wait. We emit and pray, ponder and vibrate.
We wait.
We wait.
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 11:57 AM UTC