syzygium

syzygium Feb 2021

Take your heart to the air
Dance in the wind, in my hair
Draw out every joy, every pain
In laughter, have no disdain
In our world

Too late understood, but not without purpose.

syzygium Feb 2021

Φ

my body, my rules
my body, i rule
my body's mine
my bodies, my...

YOU'RE MY BODY YOU'RE MINE

you're my i'm
i'm your mind
your, mine
you're mine

YOU SKIN I BONE

you bring skin
i bring limbs
all limbs mine
skin your mind

you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine you're mine

syzygium Feb 2021

3

There is one
It grows
Free, it continues to grow
But tension appears
And welcome as it is,
It must be relieved

So now there are two
No growth
Opposéd, they cease to grow
But war is their task
And painful as it is,
It must form a dance

So now there are three
Formed of syzygy,
A pleasant mirage

Inspired by vague memories of Parmenides and vegetable dreams.

#three #growth #division

syzygium Feb 2021

Hylomorph

We always see matter enslaved
Each primitive substance is shaped,
Possessed by a form

But whose is this agency
But of matter herself?

Matter is richer than the objects it yields: they are fixed, frozen in a single form, while it dances in pure virtuality.

#matter #form #individuation

syzygium Feb 2021

Two Arachnoid Visions

Ghosts spread out around me
In manifold symmetry, their web surrounds me
But not for long:
They displace me, chanting
"Make way for the Lᴏʀᴅ descending"

⁂

Everywhere,
To the golden spiders,
The vassals of the light,
We give our thanks

For it is by them that the web is spun
Endlessly, the Bergsonian web of light
Endures, is woven
Between your heart and mine

These two images came to me on either side of a long interval of time, and it was only after another great duration that I came to see their connection.

syzygium Feb 2021

Atman

Twas the blade that wrought the organs
Tis the eye that binds the scene
Twas passion made all matter
Tis the word whose parts machine

Revelation is creation;
Sight is combination;
Libido is existence;
Language is division.

syzygium Feb 2021

Pupilae

Gleam beneath the palpebrae
Distance brought to touch
The labour of saccades
Beyond vision as such

I had been thinking about the non-visual elements of ocular sensation after considering the limits of current VR technology.

#light #sensual #eyes

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