Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
The room is white like bone,
An inverted calvaria of space
Filled with emptiness erratic.
Alone here, unclear, I sit.
The ceramic walls glow ghostly
In ghastly onyx hues,
The black pitch luminance
Clouds my eyes insight like ash.
“Where am I?” a voice asks—
It’s my voice, disembodied—
Infiltrating my ears from within
My own cranial construct.
Silence.
The silence is deafening
As my own thoughts and fears
Echo within this chamber of bone.
© 2024 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
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Comments2
A most interesting inside view. Meditation from the inside out. Lovely
Thank you! I I am glad it resonated!
Good write T.
Thank you so much! I am glad you liked it!
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