chiaramente

pensieri in corso

Ora che il mio pensiero Collassa tutto su di lei Non ne rimane più per me E mi sento davvero solo Ora che non devo più cercare Mi sento davvero perso

Thanks, my Love, for teaching me: Love's not about finding You, But growth through seeking You. Finding is the singularity of serendipity: Irreconcilable intention and consequence Unified in truth at the end of reality.

Nothing to desire, Nowhere to go: I choose to embody The Brownian motion Of my thoughts.

For a woman, once again, I was going to crawl in a jar, A hope-lidded nightmare, Preserved for future use.

You know, I used to believe that, to keep you, I could let go of myself. But really, that is a palace too dark and cold to lose myself in again. So, I'll let you go instead.

I watch my negative effort To catch a flash of serendipity Become all I know of myself Until knowing self effort All extinguish

Driven to try, set up to fail. The prize is too precious For failure to matter. Floating in equanimity, A cage as wide as the universe.

As my mind lies fallow, A subtle learned fear whistles Like an icy draught... Now, My home has no fewer fissures, But this is victory somehow.

In a sleepless night, A speechless shadow Grieves the wordless name Of the birthless past. I attend a chargeless trial; I weep a tearless cry. Something is missing.

L'unico modo per guarire è a volte lasciare che la sofferenza colmi le nostre debolezze come la sabbia e il detrito di una morena riempiono un crepaccio. Non ho altra risposta al chiedermi cosa farei di diverso oggi da dieci anni fa. Non c'è altro rimedio a certe malattie che l'ottusa perseveranza del tempo e il lasciare che sia.