one
dual ghosts haunting the timeline with an unknowable end. each the otherβs equal. they once knew their eyes, where obsidian sockets now obscure. the ocean? perhaps the coast, where water meets sky but neither touch. the underside of a smooth stone? covered in small bugs and moistened earth. birds who flew before, wings now clipped.
I write nonsense hoping it makes sense of what I cannot name, what is a new discovery in my expedition of self. if I keep writing, Iβm bound to find something of me in the pages, right? and when my penmanship fails and Iβm unsure what Iβve said, somewhere in time thereβs a record of my existence. itβs just the twin to carving a memorial in a tree. and I canβt help but ponder my inevitable morbidity. who may hold the remnants of my ephemeral nature when Iβm living in whatever eternal reality no one who breathes has seen. and in that heavenly novel, the paper is unending.
- Em
two
the longing to know leads to its own demise. a pursuit of understandingβelusive. with each discovery, thereβs a new mystery. and I am not divine, not an angel. the finite nature of my mind yearns to memorize the encyclopedias encompassing existence. to admit defeat in understanding is a punishment and a curse break. maybe I should not know. perhaps asking is futile. elucidation is a beam of light in a dark cave and the rock I stumble upon reaching for it. I want to pick apart your mind, to find out why. I think Iβll always be wishing on dandelions, looking for shooting stars, blowing out candles with the lingering, aching feeling that I will remain in the darkness, that my questions will die the form of soundless corpses. and even so, I dig up graves under moonlight, hoping, maybe, the past will open its mouth, my present will make sense, and my future will be as constant as the brightness of Jupiter.
- Em
fun fact: apparently I used the words discovery and existence and perhaps and sense in both entries.
how does it feel to gaze inside my soul?
love the unedited format. might have to do this myself!
LOVEEEEπ«Άπ«Άπ« u have such a beautiful mind