a celebration of the sky
I don't remember what day exactly the clock started ticking. Like a bomb, inside of me, I could feel it, waiting to explode, or perhaps implode, silently, or with a huge bang. The inside will come out, and nothing will be spared. This time, everything will be for real, no longer a sketch or a rehearsal, no second chance; this [is] the second chance.
When did my thoughts and feelings start to change? Like in a cocoon, waiting for the metamorphosis to complete, I wait, I can't go out, not yet.. All I can do is wait. I feel completion is near, the end is near, thus, the beginning is near. And nothing will be the same as it is now, or as it once was, as it is now no longer, by no means, what it ever was; we are in a state of liminality, move within the liminal walls, that will soon break down, and a new universe will unfold for us, completely.
I am not afraid, just impatient. Ratio tells me I should worry, intuition tells me I should not. I should have faith in [it], trust on [it], believe thoroughly in [it]. Sometimes a little war takes place between the two of them; ratio vs. intuition. The latter is victorious, my heart, little big heart.. where will you take me then? I trust you, I trust him. If I am suspicious towards mine, I must trust his. They beat in sync, syncopated, poly-rhythmical, 6/8, 12/8, they resonate within each other. An octave, a major seventh, a sixth, a minor second.
I love, I learn, I am becoming real.
When did my thoughts and feelings start to change? Like in a cocoon, waiting for the metamorphosis to complete, I wait, I can't go out, not yet.. All I can do is wait. I feel completion is near, the end is near, thus, the beginning is near. And nothing will be the same as it is now, or as it once was, as it is now no longer, by no means, what it ever was; we are in a state of liminality, move within the liminal walls, that will soon break down, and a new universe will unfold for us, completely.
I am not afraid, just impatient. Ratio tells me I should worry, intuition tells me I should not. I should have faith in [it], trust on [it], believe thoroughly in [it]. Sometimes a little war takes place between the two of them; ratio vs. intuition. The latter is victorious, my heart, little big heart.. where will you take me then? I trust you, I trust him. If I am suspicious towards mine, I must trust his. They beat in sync, syncopated, poly-rhythmical, 6/8, 12/8, they resonate within each other. An octave, a major seventh, a sixth, a minor second.
I love, I learn, I am becoming real.