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    dots Submission Name: Ouroborosdots
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    Author: drowning_queen
    Elite Ratio:    5.44 - 245/270/52
    Words: 226
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    Description:
       Only because Ryan asked, if it sucks, blame him for making me post it...

    *Ouroboros: an ancient symbol depicting a snake or dragon swallowing its own tail, constantly creating itself and forming a circle


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    Come dark one, bite thine tongue
    Suck these black scales down that supple throat
    Wind that sleek, slick length down, deep inside

    Make a restless home there
    Feel it rising, pulsing at the ridges

    Hiss me a note of renewal, love
    Carry those breaths of whisper-sweet revenance across these years
    This will not end today
    These roots will not shrivel and fade

    We are laced tight into this like a corset
    We are bound and stretched and propagated

    These cycles ruminate
    They haunt and tread upon each other
    There is no verdant lushness to hide behind
    There is no forgiving earth to bury our sins

    There will be revelations in the epochs to come
    Serpentine starlight will wrap tight around these mistakes
    Grinding them into nothingness
    There can be no poisoned ripeness in this womb
    There are no blond secrets inside these fortress walls

    And yet the inky shadows will covet for us
    There will be an epiphany:

    For every beat forward there is a corresponding wrench back
    Satellites are slipping haltingly into retrograde
    We have walked these foggy moors before
    We have impressed our footsteps upon their aged embankments

    There is no such thing as new beginnings
    Just differing endings to the same universal archetypes
    There are no second chances
    Only multitudinous betrayals of self…




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      Ouroboros: (also spelled Oroborus, Uroboros or Uroborus) is an ancient symbol depicting a snake or dragon swallowing its own tail, constantly creating itself and forming a circle. It is associated with alchemy, Gnosticism, and Hermeticism. It represents the cyclical nature of things, eternal return, and other things perceived as cycles that begin anew as soon as they end. In some representations the serpent is shown as half light and half dark, echoing symbols such as the Yin Yang, which illustrates the dual nature of all things, but more importantly, that these opposites are not in conflict. The ouroboros is an example of tail recursion and self-reference, though not in a programming context.

    In alchemy, the ouroboros symbolises the circular nature of the alchemist's opus which unites the opposites: the conscious and unconscious mind.

    It is believed to have been inspired by the Milky Way, as some ancient texts refer to a serpent of light residing in the heavens. Greek for 'tail devourer'.

    Ok, got that definition out of the way. I remember reading about the Ouroboros somewhere but I had to reacquaint myself with this arcane term. So with that in mind, this poem makes a lot more sense with your references - ie - cycles and serpentine starlight etc.

    In your first stanza, you speak of a dark one. Now this could be someone else, but it's most probably the 'dark side' of your persona that you are talking about.

    You speak of breaking out in your second and third stanzas, of not shrivelling or fading, which connotes the exact opposite - renewal, as you state.

    Fourth stanza/couplet is pretty cool - it rolls of the tongue nicely.

    Fifth stanza speaks of dark cycles - it's not lush or forgiving, you/I/we cannot hide.

    Six stanza speaks of dark revelations to come throughout the ages... and your stanzas after it seem to continue with this theme.

    Last stanza is a great outro and sums up this piece... and brings it back full circle again.

    If I look at the word choices you have, I see certain ones highlighted (in my mind) - renewal, sins, poison, mistakes... ok, to me, this whole poem speaks of revelling in the dark side to life - not necessarily evil - just of endless rebirth (if you were to take the Buddhist's cosmic view of reincarnation upon the endless wheel of suffering).

    So, to me - it's the void between lives, the space between matter almost, the endlessness of existence that you perceive - through universal archetypes/symbolic imagery that is present in human consciousness on a group level. .

    It's very gothic - you have a predisposition for this sorta stuff, don't ya? And boy, did I just ramble on endlessly, pretty much going through your whole poem lol.

    I don't think you'll mind hahah. Yea, that's it from me and my interpretations of it. My brain is fuzzled now.
    Peace,

    Jase
    | Posted on 2006-01-08 00:00:00 | by alteredlife | [ Reply to This ]
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    quite a diffrence from your usual writings but i like this. it feels......inspired.

    at first it seemed to wordy or let me rephrase that...too big-uncommonly-use-word-y but it works and it seems very intelligent which works when trying to make statements about the world or philisophical type things cuz if you state stuff like i am in this comment then people won't take you as seriously.

    i think i've lost my voice. i mean as of late writing hasn't been the same for me that flame has kinda died out but this gave me a spark. part of the reason is that i haven't been reading as much. trying harder to get laid and high and worrying less about growing as a person, but i suppose every mistake is a lesson but that's not the point i'm just rambling. the point is this write gives me a spark. that wordless feeling of why i write ya know and i lost that. it's been a while since something has actually made me feel like [censored], or i've let something and this is it. so thanks for bringing me down, honestly.

    some of the more specific meaning to this i think i'm not getting 100% but over all i have to agree with the statement. i was gonna look up the title cuz i never heard that word before but i don't feel like copying and pasting it and blah blah so i'll look it up later and message you on your page if it clicks all the way.

    thanks for writing something worth the time to read, and the time to think about long after.
    | Posted on 2005-12-17 00:00:00 | by Skillessbasterd | [ Reply to This ]


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