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Reader. Gamer. Binary Mystic.
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Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Ghost
"You have to become a ghost
and leave everything behind"
grey smoke rose from his mouth
as he spoke these words.
"You have to forget your name
and call yourself something silent
something clear
and forget
the tones of your past
Only then can you
walk the unspoken path
a path dark with deeds
speckled scarlet
and weave a new life for yourself."
So I sat for a thousand years
dying and dying
upon myself
folding away my soul
like a nihilistic piece of origami
like a white swan.
One day I arose
cupped my hand
and my heart
to drink again from life.
and in that life
I heard the voice again
misty and grey
as before
tainted by my ears.
She said, "You are not yet there
you must pass through
that place without sound
nor sign
you must walk beyond all things named."
And so I walked
for a thousand years.
Allowing my feet to grow callous
and firm
so that
that I could walk on fire
and not get burned
I walked across stars and oceans.
and when I returned to her, she said,
"You must be silent and breathe
allowing your lungs to expand and expand
letting the world enter you
and carefully letting it go again."
So I sat under the palm tree
with my legs crossed
and breathed in and out
slowly, surely
each time deeper
longer
the salt filling my lungs
then the coast
then the ocean
then the moon
then myself
I breathed for a thousand years
until I felt
everything breathe
within me
I was like a mirror
facing itself
reflecting infinitely into itself
walking infinitely into itself
dying infinitely into itself
And then I heard It
and It said...
6:22 AM
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