(no subject)
I do not speak in delirium.
To put this into words only makes it less than what it means as an unspoken, unwritten, unheard truth.
The truth needs no defense against any perception of "wrong" to remain, and therefore, words do it no justice and only perpetuate the limitations in actual, singular comprehension-- a rigid cognitive structure that is the fundamental flaw in human reasoning... a need to identify.
I know what it means to live with an open face.
The great equalizer, the human framework, the collective; a vessel that heaves water month after month,
without leaving port,
without moving a knot,
without arrival or destination,
its great engines pounding,
the only thing left twisting under the sun.