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    dots Submission Name: Somewhere I Exist In This Vacuumdots
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    Author: Soul-Hugger
    ASL Info:    33/F/Canada
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 409/221/65
    Words: 133
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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       Just a collection of words, I fear. But as I read it now, I think of times when I have asked questions such as "What is forever?" or "Where did God come from?" The reply seems to be something to the effect of a vortex opening up, swimming outward from the source which is your mind and falling away into space. You realize the answer, if it exists, is simply not a part of your human understanding; it is something you will never fully grasp. You can feel a small glimpse of it only, and only for a moment, and from there it descends into madness.
    The other side of this poem is the more personal side. I have faced some life-shattering changes recently, and I truly do feel as though I am existing in limbo, without a new plan for the future, without a new home for my dreams.


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    A confusing kaleidoscpoe of thoughts tumble around me;
    Their blurred edges failing to fully form.
    A soft scream furrows in my chest;
    A soft sigh escapes my lips instead.
    And the warm breath approaches no solidarity,
    Its swirling current circulating freely,
    dissolving now into emptiness..,
    A meaningless cloud of molecules, it seems.
    This silence holds no insight for my tender mind to fumble;
    And I try retreating from it.
    Light and shadow collapse on me and fall spinning into space..,
    Not a meaningless collection of stars, it seems.
    I stare into this yawning mouth of infinity,
    Begging the silence to answer;
    Entreating it to form a word, an image...
    But it stands proud and stark as always,
    Intimidating in its uniformity,
    Austere in its utter vastness.
    Somewhere I exist in this vacuum.




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      "Not a meaningless collection of stars, it seems."
    A calm appreciation of the innate covers all matters at hand.

    Such is the design, the pattern of a certain reality which is truly the opposite of vacuum that it offers a filling so complete it would certainly render complete grandiose paranoia if even the fleeting knowledge of it were not so very welcome. And so lessor mortals are spared such madness, at least for a while. Yes, Virginia, you are at the center of the universe, and it is yours to discover and enjoy.
    | Posted on 2010-08-27 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]
      
    This poem really captures that sense of bewilderment at the sublime, of a mind whirling around, the sense of dislocation, of colours and noises seeming to blend. Silence can become so senseless and imprisoning and you really capture that in “this silence holds no insight for my tender mind to fumble.” You crystallize pain and aching in the images too: “A soft scream furrows in my chest;” is a brilliant metaphor for heartache. The abstractions of light and dark are skilfully employed as well. The conclusion is stunning.
    Entreating it to form a word, an image...
    But it stands proud and stark as always,
    Intimidating in its uniformity,
    Austere in its utter vastness.
    Somewhere I exist in this vaccuum.

    | Posted on 2010-05-26 00:00:00 | by Speacenik | [ Reply to This ]
      Black hole thoughts and Anti-gravity Being... (that unbearable lightness thing). When I am stressed especially and crunched, I feel weightless, which is funny because regular things make me feel heavy, weighted, but a horrible event leaves me about 2 inches off the ground, trying to grab something and hold on before the roof sucks off and I go flying off into the vacuum of the sun... Heavy Furniture comes in handy.

    I think this is a perfect description of panic at its sharpest. It's like, space swallows you whole... and you fall reallllly slowly and clumsily without ever really going down...
    | Posted on 2009-11-13 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ]


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