Walking through shadows.
Aug. 10th, 2003 12:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7[Voltaire - [See You In Hell]---] Eclipsing the idea of separation, noted in the curb line, sliping through, underneath, to the core heart of all things that would be The City. [(Moxy Früvous - [On Her Doorstep]).] The pulsing heart, synapse roadway that shows me the doors to open to find the shadowed buildings i know. The memories of your days and dusks, and knowing how that darkness falls, at 3 pm, and walking out, walking home. Being where i want to be, whenever i want to be there. It's the next best thing to Home, this home of places.
Separated from everyone by the depth of a shadow, and what to do, then? I walk home, nightly, and subconsciously pare the razorwisp ether, and i'm home again. And again. And again. [(Darkest of the Hillside Thickets - [Big Robot Dinosaur]).] Always home, wherever i feel it, at the moment. The trick is there's so many places i haven't, yet, been. But i can see the memories, themselves, and know the thoughts, the waking sheltered places of the Citys' Darkenings. The Broad daylight depths. Trees and Houses and pillars and people. But their shadows hold their own memories...
[Darkest of the Hillside Thickets - [One-Gilled Girl]---] If i could but walk through your shadows, and find the solace that i seem to seek, then perhaps the closeness over distance wouldn't hurt so much. A Shared space between, and a humble beginning, for the darkness that it would Breed. [(Fiona Apple - [Sleep to Dream]).] Becuase it would.
And i've been more places than i can really remember. Cities that i've invented that i live like lives and memories. And places that the children of darkness and light (no not you) can take us all. Small greay children taking us by the hand, and saying which way, because i lve you. Always. And one is always with you, and where do you go, when you step through your own shadow. Unintentional, but i'll follow it, anyway, because what Was Maynards "Other Side?" [(Darkest of the Hillside Thickets - [House of Clocks]).] Sharp darklight shards of self, and then what? What do we remember. Where and how do we emerge?
But this was about City Time, and Home. And If there's one place i'mnot going to find Home, it's inside.
[God Lives Underwater - [Vapors]---] And i'll walk through your shadows, any time. Any day. To get to you and to get to Us, and to find a solace i can call Home and Hearth and Yes. Something that some have, sure, but that some seek, always. And i've had a few Homes... Down through the years... and they are scatterlost to the breeze. Like clichéd ideals of youth, like the scent of far away loves, sweeping, briefly, through all sevens senses, and then gone... But always, Always, somewhere, with you...
through the depth of your own darkness... and all the darkness that surrounds.
Separated from everyone by the depth of a shadow, and what to do, then? I walk home, nightly, and subconsciously pare the razorwisp ether, and i'm home again. And again. And again. [(Darkest of the Hillside Thickets - [Big Robot Dinosaur]).] Always home, wherever i feel it, at the moment. The trick is there's so many places i haven't, yet, been. But i can see the memories, themselves, and know the thoughts, the waking sheltered places of the Citys' Darkenings. The Broad daylight depths. Trees and Houses and pillars and people. But their shadows hold their own memories...
[Darkest of the Hillside Thickets - [One-Gilled Girl]---] If i could but walk through your shadows, and find the solace that i seem to seek, then perhaps the closeness over distance wouldn't hurt so much. A Shared space between, and a humble beginning, for the darkness that it would Breed. [(Fiona Apple - [Sleep to Dream]).] Becuase it would.
And i've been more places than i can really remember. Cities that i've invented that i live like lives and memories. And places that the children of darkness and light (no not you) can take us all. Small greay children taking us by the hand, and saying which way, because i lve you. Always. And one is always with you, and where do you go, when you step through your own shadow. Unintentional, but i'll follow it, anyway, because what Was Maynards "Other Side?" [(Darkest of the Hillside Thickets - [House of Clocks]).] Sharp darklight shards of self, and then what? What do we remember. Where and how do we emerge?
But this was about City Time, and Home. And If there's one place i'm
[God Lives Underwater - [Vapors]---] And i'll walk through your shadows, any time. Any day. To get to you and to get to Us, and to find a solace i can call Home and Hearth and Yes. Something that some have, sure, but that some seek, always. And i've had a few Homes... Down through the years... and they are scatterlost to the breeze. Like clichéd ideals of youth, like the scent of far away loves, sweeping, briefly, through all sevens senses, and then gone... But always, Always, somewhere, with you...
through the depth of your own darkness... and all the darkness that surrounds.
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Date: 2003-08-10 06:04 pm (UTC)it's a bond that even though you cannot always see it from where you are, is never broken, always there...always pulsing and communicating somewhere in the depths of the shady background....
sometimes to emerge when it wishes to show the beauty of the sparks that give it a haven...
or the power of what Is, together....and hopefully moreso, someday...
enjoy...
-sister anonymous
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Like there's any other kind...