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Nocturnal wind…
Autumn’s essence envelopes me…
Infusing my senses…
΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋ ♥ ೋ 〜΅
Reflections of silence resonate… Dissonant deliberation… Among the ethereal scintilla… Echoes speak in deafening taciturnity… Melody of Silence…΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ 〜΅
Through the maze of countless corridors… Myriad of memories… A forest of dreams…of hopes… Therein lies my hidden sanctuary… Dormant… Awaiting its incendiary denouement…΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ 〜΅
Ephemeral illumination… Fragments of time reminisce… Whispering in the familiar shadows… Euphony… ~΅〜 ೋ ♥ ೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋ Christina〜 ೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ 〜΅
It begins with a thought…
A revelation…
Usually bound in truth…
Then it propagates endless pieces of an unsolvable puzzle…
It worms its way through you…
Permeating Peace…
Replacing it with doubt…fear…
Insidious imaginings…
Every thought becomes tainted with it…
It increases exponentially…
Invasive…
Intruding every facet of your life…
Your dreams once made you strong…
Now they’ve become the manifestation of your subliminal madness…
Become waking confusion…
Conflict…
Psychological war…
Devastation…
΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ 〜΅
A small ray of light shines through…
Amber sunrise…
You feel its warmth reach for you…
You watch it ascend wondering if its golden rays can reach you…
So far buried in your darkness…
It whispers…
Beckoning…
Inexorably…
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΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ Christina ~ ೋღ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
Facile vagaries
A whisper through time…
Echo remembrance…
Refulgent prisms beam fluid vibration…
Perception’s promise…
Elusive…
Vague…
Enigmatic…
Longing…
Needing…
Reverberating…
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΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ Christina ~ ೋღ 〜
΅∼ ೋღ ❁ ღೋ ∼΅
That was the day the sun stopped shining…
That was the day she realized she was dreaming…
Not living…
She was but a semblance of her former self…
An illusion created to protect…
Inevitably…
That very protection became self-induced isolation…
΅∼ ೋღ ❁ ღೋ ∼΅
She had believed everything…
Trusted everyone…
Perhaps naivety reigned…
Perhaps….so very many things…
΅∼ ೋღ ❁ ღೋ ∼΅
Falling into the very disillusionment that woke her to Life’s reality…
She welcomes this descent…
She knows it well…
She’s comfortable here surrounded by familiar phantoms…
All the disconsolate whispers…
Shadow’s silhouette casting the backdrop for a prior dream…
Antecedent of every hope, desire, aspiration…
΅∼ ೋღ ❁ ღೋ ∼΅
She will not cry…
Not one tear…
For they are hers alone…
And only when she is alone will they appear…
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΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ Christina ~ ೋღ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ ❀ ღೋ 〜΅
Night descends… Thoughts roam…. Scattered…. Tossed about in Life’s dream of reality…. Or is reality the dream of Life? Every one rushes, busy, manic, no time to stop…. To breathe…rest….rejuvenate….΅〜 ೋღ ❀ ღೋ 〜΅
Serenity waits enduringly to be found… Held….Cherished….΅〜 ೋღ ❀ ღೋ 〜΅
Of Moonlight or Madness? Moonlight evocative of Serenity’s peace… Life’s hurried pace indicative of Madness…. Striving hard… Working diligently… To what gain?΅〜 ೋღ ❀ ღೋ 〜΅
Shall we rest in the Moonlight… Or be enveloped by Madness?΅〜 ೋღ ❀ ღೋೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ Christina ~ ೋღ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋ ❁ ೋ 〜΅
Reflections of silence resonate… Dissonant deliberation… Among the ethereal scintilla… Echoes speak in deafening taciturnity… Melody of Silence…΅〜 ❁ 〜΅
Through the maze of countless corridors… Myriad of memories… A forest of dreams…of hopes… Therein lies my hidden sanctuary… Dormant… Awaiting its incendiary denouement…΅〜 ❁ 〜΅
Ephemeral illumination… Fragments of time reminisce… Whispering in the familiar shadows… Euphony…΅〜 ೋ ❁ ೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋ Christina〜 ೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
I see how different words are bestowed with a sublime radiance of varying hues of color… Emotional gradation…΅〜 ❁ 〜΅
I observe my palette of words very carefully… One mustn’t rush…΅〜 ❁ 〜΅
Slowly I begin to paint…first one then another… I step back and look at the revealing of this new painting… This creation of words blending into something wondrous… Something hitherto unknown… Time passes…΅〜 ❁ 〜΅
I look again… I close my eyes…΅〜 ❁ 〜΅
I feel the tumultuous gathering… The machinations of my senses coalescing into words…΅〜 ❁ 〜΅
Their birth a beautiful rendition of everything combining at once… As if time has no meaning here… Past, present, future collide into my Phantasmagoric Dreamscape… Joining…rejoining…connecting… Locking together as though they already know how they are to combine… As if they each have their own purpose, thought, desire… To be seen, read, understood…΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ 〜΅
Epiphany… Am I their painter… Or are they mine?~
΅~ ೋ ♥ ೋ ~΅
΅〜 ೋღ Christina~ ღೋ 〜΅
∼ Reconstructing Christina ∼ 