fragments - not quite what i meant

  a mantra unwavering: trussed 2trust 4light

              you said  something once- 

it was some thing like:  “you think i tend to be too critical of my younger version - my … historical versions of myself lost downstream, perennially time-lined, but some of them - those former selves-  drowning there under scrutiny,

          …. what they went through - gotta hand it to them. so weakened by circumstance;      they were still really strong- don’t know how they did it.   but they did it 

- won’t ever be recognized as heroes  - most people in my life now don’t really care, partly because 

they have no idea          they 

                                have no idea 

                                      some ideas:    

it’s hard to not care about recognition amongst your peers-    

    their ideas don’t ID us 

think again.  (re- cognize)    

listen up close -superstar froze in time

                                   fossilized 

-bone blood turned to stone - faux soul eyes  -a jaw dropped crowd, spoon fed lies -    phantoms spinning dragons spitting phantoms 

sandpaper songsaw left raw crowd roar applause of one hand -  trapdoor- time lapse jack hammer memory collapse beneath that fist or not 

- wait a bit 

 peer up  -  your truest peers peer back  

                big bang visionary idea revision:

long before your birth. light coalesced-many different types -celestial bodies- one round motion,  envisioning inception -  the ether memorized your heart like a prayer towards a long lost  god                that left …

left unexplained gaps where souls ought resonate, but simply … did not.   strange chasms pocked the Milky Way …   startled by the star toll,  a starstruck mass exodus …where did the light go - against the bereft; the senseless absence 

…they wished,  they asked, 

and you 

came true:  dangling from the unknown, an ornament supported by time’s unraveling rhythms  representing no thing anywhere near linear and …

how they wonder what you are 

invisible to the naked ear- harp shards refined, measured exact, alike yet not the same, aligned glass pane- pain box rarified through interface

to touch the light you find so touching - 

💡 ideas …  beyond skin’s thin illusion  

 a language harbored beyond 6senses for those left eloquently, elegantly speechless  

moving body wisdom across time less terrain like a silve with the right size holes to hammock and cradle a lightning bolt or a twin flame, a kindred soul 

https://youtu.be/Z2w0wk2tav8?si=Mg3ICgw6JmQ5u7Vi

husks of dead stars still hung-bundled, dried flowers, a savage saved bouquet that once meant something in the giving 

northern lights open graves nameless soldiers                         

                   clear sky                  

    reflected across 

                         your face - familiar.      i whisper

“ i know you i have

not forgotten -“

…call you by a secret name but have 

                             no idea 

                          if you answer .