Mountains
Spring
This mortal coil, this infinite
swirling ascending and descending correlation of atomic ionized
energy, metal, matter, and mass. Unique in appearance, chrome
metallic mechanism contorts in unpredictable & inconceivable
ways. Metamorphic change of shape and dimension, varying in degrees
of intensity- contraction and deflection results in reaction. This in
turn alters perception to a phase other than what previously
henceforth existed. Momentary suspensions in time, causation
contemporaneously creates intensity, pressure, tension, then
wreckage.
Critical mass
Decaying rotting leaves sink ever
deeper into the earth's core. It is the the shadow of light that
spreads darkness over this earth that we deplore. A thousands suns
shatter our senses as time stands still. We journey through ancient
epochs and witness civilizations systematically kill. Centurions
march through history and empires fall, now the souls of a thousand
millenniums call. Who dared look beyond the gate into the abyss? The
evolution of Oppenheimer's atomic dream degenerates into a collective
human scream.
A Childrens Story
Stealthily, the owl and the tiger
approached a partially concealed castle. Its once majestic cloisters
now decaying into dust. The ancient draw-bridge creaked and groaned
with the weight of a thousand centuries dating back to antiquity. A
raven perched on a granite gargoyle.
A decrepit voice pierced the icy
morning's silence: 'Who is there? 'Why tis us, the owl and the tiger
we seeketh the legendary island named Atlantis, good Sir. Then a
hooded silhouetted figure stepped into the light The figure
introduced himself as Cimbrianus and said: 'You are welcome here,
please henceforth avail yourself of my hospitality, food, and wine,
and enter forthwith'. Once inside the castle, the owl and the tiger
stood mesmerized by the ancient frescoes that aligned the walls and
medieval architecture- discoloured by centuries of corrosion.
Splintered ethereal stained glass illustrations of the Lutheran
reformation shone radiant patterns onto the cold marble floor.
The owl and the tiger asked: “Pray
Good Sir, we are desirous in finding the legendary island named
Atlantis, do you knoweth of such a place”? 'Indeed, I knoweth the
place. Tis a place of perfect tranquility, of eternal childhood, and
perfect serenity. But why ought I divulge the secret of the passage
to Atlantis- unto thee?' 'Good Sir, we like you, long for eternal
childhood tranquility of mind. Daily we long to escape the rigors of
the present nefarious world, we long for the sanctity of Atlantis.'
'You must travel across many oceans to find Atlantis. Taketh this
silver chalice, and it will guideth you in your navigation across the
seas.'
For 10 long and arduous years the owl
and the tiger sailed the seven seas- guided by the powers of the
magical chalice. Through the treacherous oceans, raging storms,
through heaven and hell, night and day, light and dark, and beyond
good and evil.
Upon finally reaching what looked like
the magnificent island of Atlantis, the owl and the tiger left their
craft, walked a short distance, then fell exhausted onto a beach.
Scarcely able to muster the strength to raise their heads, they
viewed an old man in the forest clearing, a soothsayer no less,
sitting in solitude.
The man, known as Abisagrus, spoke in a
soft voice, he asked them both to gather around the fire with him. He
had heard through the forest grapevine of their travels, indeed he
knew of them. After some time, it was with great sadness, that he
informed the owl and the tiger that there was no legendary island
known as Atlantis. It was merely a part of Greek folklore mythology.
Thus all that they had desired and struggled for for 10 long years
was in vain. Only this world existed, and nothing more.
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I love the way you come at the subject from a completely unexpected vantage making one look at it anew....couldn't find a comment box under you 'Time'
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