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Space<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n shall be filled, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n I<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Perhaps it is words not invented yet <\/p>\n Whilst all is still formless <\/p>\n <\/p>\n II<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Tell me <\/p>\n I need the void to say, <\/p>\n but the words have not found form yet.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n III<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n It must be fear <\/p>\n <\/p>\n IV<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Therefore, what I must be afraid of is myself Birthing myself<\/p>\n <\/p>\n This third birth – a blending of the first two, of flesh and spirit.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Daring to speak the word <\/p>[\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”4.27.4″ _module_preset=”default”][et_pb_column _builder_version=”4.27.4″ _module_preset=”default” type=”4_4″][et_pb_video src=”https:\/\/youtu.be\/FoGynG57E58?si=rl2QdI60iMnT8pF5″ _builder_version=”4.27.4″ _module_preset=”default” hover_enabled=”0″ sticky_enabled=”0″][\/et_pb_video][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section]","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Space shall be filled,Silence shall find its soundand what will it say?For there is always something to be said: I Perhaps it is words not invented yetlike magenta,we invented that word,they say it is a colour that does not exist.A construct of our brain,A combination of blue and red,So, I stand in-between,in deep magenta,my silence […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":104,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"on","_et_pb_old_content":"\n Space<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n shall be filled, I<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Perhaps it is words not invented yet Whilst all is still formless II<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Tell me I need the void to say, but the words have not found form yet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n III<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n It must be fear IV<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Therefore, what I must be afraid of is myself Birthing myself<\/p>\n\n\n\n This third birth - a blending of the first two, of flesh and spirit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Daring to speak the word
Silence shall find its sound
and what will it say?
For there is always something to be said:<\/p>\n
like magenta,
we invented that word,
they say it is a colour that does not exist.
A construct of our brain,
A combination of blue and red,
So, I stand in-between,
in deep magenta,
my silence seeking new words to describe being in the eye of emptiness
yet not feeling empty
or indifferent.
Perhaps these new words exist also in the in-between without language,
without form,
unable yet to fill the void.<\/p>\n
There are truths I seek for the void to tell to me:<\/p>\n
That I am not heavy
That in this space my burden of being is zero gravity. and like the universe I am infinite.
Tell me that at the end there will be no end
That the horizon continues
Even when I have caught the cusp of it.
That my past is far away but not necessarily behind me, perhaps above me,
reconciled and remembered.
Void form the words of forgiveness
So that that the future before me is not of self-sacrifice and silences.<\/p>\n
what I\u2019ve been needing to say since forever<\/p>\n
that keeps the silence formless
without a spine to speak.
Words require follow through
and failure.
And I have too long leaned on the language of others stolen syllables swallowed
regurgitated and plagiarized
Whilst all I\u2019ve been needing to say since forever,
stuck at the bottom of my soul
an incomprehensible sound,
and often an infinite silence.
forming one\u2019s own language is a laborious task
with great risk of stillbirth and the greater reward of selfhood<\/p>\n
That shall create my moon, my sun, my day, my night My world -fulfilled
Breaking the silence
with new words of what is and is not,
Of what can be and co-creation
Where truth is infinite
My infinite is expandable
this void – fulfilled.<\/p>\n
Silence shall find its sound
and what will it say?
For there is always something to be said:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
like magenta,
we invented that word,
they say it is a colour that does not exist.
A construct of our brain,
A combination of blue and red,
So, I stand in-between,
in deep magenta,
my silence seeking new words to describe being in the eye of emptiness
yet not feeling empty
or indifferent.
Perhaps these new words exist also in the in-between without language,
without form,
unable yet to fill the void.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There are truths I seek for the void to tell to me:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That I am not heavy
That in this space my burden of being is zero gravity. and like the universe I am infinite.
Tell me that at the end there will be no end
That the horizon continues
Even when I have caught the cusp of it.
That my past is far away but not necessarily behind me, perhaps above me,
reconciled and remembered.
Void form the words of forgiveness
So that that the future before me is not of self-sacrifice and silences.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
what I\u2019ve been needing to say since forever<\/p>\n\n\n\n
that keeps the silence formless
without a spine to speak.
Words require follow through
and failure.
And I have too long leaned on the language of others stolen syllables swallowed
regurgitated and plagiarized
Whilst all I\u2019ve been needing to say since forever,
stuck at the bottom of my soul
an incomprehensible sound,
and often an infinite silence.
forming one\u2019s own language is a laborious task
with great risk of stillbirth and the greater reward of selfhood<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That shall create my moon, my sun, my day, my night My world -fulfilled
Breaking the silence
with new words of what is and is not,
Of what can be and co-creation
Where truth is infinite
My infinite is expandable
this void - fulfilled.<\/p>\n","_et_gb_content_width":"1080","footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-103","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/namedconquer.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/103","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/namedconquer.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/namedconquer.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/namedconquer.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/namedconquer.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=103"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/namedconquer.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/103\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":107,"href":"https:\/\/namedconquer.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/103\/revisions\/107"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/namedconquer.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/104"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/namedconquer.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=103"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/namedconquer.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=103"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/namedconquer.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=103"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}