Written and posted March 17, 2020
“I don’t know what happened. Disease? War? Social collapse? Or was it just us? The Dead replacing the Living? I guess it’s not so important. Once you’ve arrived at the end of the world, it hardly matters which route you took.”
― Isaac Marion, Warm Bodies
The artifacts that were one’s life…mere weeks ago… seem like scraps of an ancient civilization… one is completely removed from… now….
there is no memory of the minute before the Earth stood still…… the shock is too deep to be loud about it… it’s a numbing type of consciousness…….while grief is shared from 6 feet away …
This virus will leave us entirely newborn people…..
We will all be different; none of us will ever be the same again.
We will have deeper roots, be made of denser soil, and our eyes will have seen things.
“Hope…which is whispered from Pandora’s box only after all the other plagues and sorrows had escaped, is the best and last of all things. Without it, there is only time. And time pushes at our backs like a centrifuge, forcing us outward and away, until it nudges us into oblivion.”
― Ian Caldwell, The Rule of Four
The Day The Moon Bloomed
“There’s truths you have to grow into.”
― H.G. Wells, Love and Mr. Lewisham
This past year has become a room filled with leftovers decaying…. a dead shrine to a spirit from long ago..and the door has closed…
Awakening was constructed in such a way…that as we matured into the process…we stopped the seeking and began the living of it….
The transformation has reawakened every physical and spiritual sense within my Being…
This Moon and the energy of freedom…..fills the morning experience…
I am barefooted upon nature…starring at the glorious Red Moons’ face….. knowing….
Nothing will ever be the same….from this moment ….evermore…
In this gladness..is a new chapter…..
“For a conscious being, to exist is to change, to change is to mature, to mature is to go on creating one’s self endlessly.”
― Henri Bergson