Reality disappears
In the short moment it takes
to blink.
Sensory perceptions change
Difference distorts
Relieving the senses.
The world is a doll house
And I am a giant
In this miniature model land
I am out of scale.
Fluidic movements
with a rubbery tang
Lead to the belief
That pain is pleasure
Pain IS pleasure
And the longing felt
Deep down in your soul
That wants to burst out -
That's your life force
trying to leave.
Blend in and become a part
of the distortion
It's just easier
Mind slop, sluice thoughts
That make no sense to anyone
but you
The mysteries of the universe
The ultimate meaning,
Comes to you for a nanosecond
and you can understand everything!
For that fleeting moment -
You understand everything -
and nothing.
Omnipotence.
You exist alone in every moment,
No past,
No present,
No future,
No more.
Just a moment, but not of time.
Then you get drawn back down
You lose it all
And you spend the rest of your time,
Your meaningless time
Floating in and out of this state
The real state
The god state -
But never quite there
Chasing it's tail
Higher and higher
Out of reach.
Fingers slipping, touching,
Desperately trying to grasp
What is forever lost.
and time is nothing
You are nothing
Nothing but a dream.
Author notes
My review of:'Achilles'
You did very well in getting such a well known myth across - I really like the play you made on venerability and vulnerability referring to achilles heel - very clever.
The flow of the piece seemed a little stuttered but there was a certain mythical air to it which fit very well with the subject!
The ending was excellent - the legend goes on!
One point on spelling - 'heal' should be heel! And also I found that without capitalization, even after stops makes it look a little like one looooooong sentance and may put some off reading it.
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for some reason that i cannot put into words, i really feel like i can relate to this poem. its funny when you have an experience of understanding like you mentioned- you can never put any of it into words. because you can't articulate it, you usually forget whatever it was that was so clear (and important) at the time. its like the song by conor oberst: "i need some emaning i can memorize, the kind i have always seems to slip my mind."
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