for all that they are
inherently at least a little tragic I am grateful for endings they prompt you to reflect, to be grateful to think about the time that came before and rephrase the world into having a past and a future. there is always a cost, there is always something to be gained (even just a lesson). these things are not always equal - Atlas
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History doesn't repeat itself
But maybe it does rhyme Circling ever closer to some final End point Just beyond our reach bleh - Atlas I know you like autocorrect does:
fumbling, too hasty filling in gaps that don't need to be filled changing words to their most predictable shapes or leaving them uncorrected intuitive, but not enough jumping in many directions because I don't actually know what you're trying to say. it appears my programming is insufficient - Atlas I thrive best when I'm tugged along
by cables I tied myself not pushed somewhere so quickly I begin to stumble lose the rhythm of my feet on solid ground or maybe I'm just being unreasonable - Atlas I may not leave this
as Michelangelo but I hope that when I return to the larger world I will be at least a somewhat functional human being. how much is 'good enough' (is always the question) - Atlas is there a word for pulling stitches out
of a wound only mostly closed the unravelling of closure picking at a happy ending until it reopens into a sequel is it entropy? is it simply the continuation of life? is there a difference - Atlas It's been four years.
Four years, since I stepped onto your campus Full of possibilities. As I leave now I know that I have grown In ways that I do and do not know I am not sure if I am ready for what comes next But I will hold this time close to my heart nonetheless A single, sweet lantern In this vast and shrouded night. I don't want to forget. I should write down all the things I want to remember. All the things that are important - Atlas These are the late morning hours of my life
and though the sun is slipping higher I know that slowly, inorexably, that the shadows will lengthen once again until I am plunged into the darkness from which I was born. You cannot turn time back, you can only wait and pray that the sun will rise again. I am at least slightly comforted by the knowledge that while these things will never happen again, they cannot unhappen - Atlas we will explode outwards
into this new and brighter future carrying the whispers of everyone who didn't make it a hope, too soft to be spoken aloud until we release them into the air of a world we built ourselves there's something I'm trying to say here but I can't quite hold onto it - Atlas I think we say 'good luck' too often
so instead I shall say 'I hope you make friends with the migratory birds passing through I hope you learn their names, their songs, and their colors I hope they brighten up your world enough that they make you look up from everything that tries to cover you with dust and make you forget that you, too have wings.' uhh idk where this one came from really (except I sort of do) - Atlas |
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