Life, I think, is a bit of a paradox.
Floating through this desolate void devoid of context and explanation, (some might suggest value as well, I suppose);
I conclude these idiosyncratic murmurings of bothersome almost-people
Reprimanding my almost-conscience are just a whit of an empty, emaciated, white whale of a civilization proclaiming pseudo-camaraderie and disappointing undertakings as suitable solutions for contentedly concluding one’s existence.
Though some perceive fate efficiently, soaring quilled shafts of surprise unavoidably puncture intimate electing properties of our conscious.
No barricade can shield humanity from himself.
With living comes a constant quality of inconsistency,
despite the state of existence itself being incredibly monophonic,
permeating my formless breath and solid heart like no other experience.
Well… there is another event I imagine could deliver a pure, unadulterated sensation of intoxicating eternity.
I will wait for him, peacefully, until he arrives on his sweet, milky steed.
O dear old friend, deliver me swiftly unto my end, the true undying void.
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Author:
Ethan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Reviews would be greatly appreciated :) The long words are there on purpose. The point I try to make is that no matter how eloquent or articulate someone is, it is all for naught because everyone passes and death is forever.
- Category: Reflection
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I almost made a comment on the overuse of the longer words but the fact that you did it on purpose to add meaning is great
Yeah, perhaps I should have included a note or something. I wasn't sure if it would translate well.
I like your word choice. Yeah I somewhat agree it's really college area but I understand were you coming from. It does give the poem a sort of meaning of it's own with how death is death and there's no way we can escape it. But I don't know I just met you, but the writing just kind of in my eyes doesn't sound like you. Like I get it's death but it's also expressing how you view death in your own mind and in this it kind of seems like you let him take over.. If that makes sense lol. Overall, you did good.
Ooo here's a question, is the person you think you just met really me?
And yeah, the point is this that for a person who strives for consistency, death is the only true expression of that.
What do you mean?
well, I guess from that perspective you're right. So nicely done.
Am I just acting different because Im responding to an internet comment, or am I actually like the person writing the poem sounds?
I'm not sure. Some believe that our poems reflect how we see ourselves or what we've been through. Yet from known experience some people view themselves as unworthy and like to become someone else through internet because it gives them a chance to escape. So you tell me.
Well, I wrote Nugatory from the perspective of myself. I wrote Narrative Snare from the perspective of a naive boy, new to the world, being trapped inside the text, probably sacred, of some malicious author. And I wrote this as a character obsessed with the constant. I don't agree with the poem's implications personally, but my goal was to become the character for at least a little bit.
Would that be labeled as method writing as opposed to method acting?
I feel it's method writing because from what I can tell, to you those poems are pieces of you in some way. You view things from your eyes yet at the same time you try to think as if you are someone else. You can adapt to different areas in your mind that gives you the ability to write these poems and I believe this because each one I wrote had to from you. Only those who throw themselves out there becoming vulnerable can have poems that give that passion, that fire. And yours have it. But I will tell you this, you are incredibly different something we need a lot more of in this world.
Well thank you, that's extremely kind
You're welcome. So, who are you?
The irony in this is brilliant!
Well thank you 🙂
I also love 'playing' with words and this is a great example even if a bit convoluted - but the 'message' is clear - when you're dead you're dead. As an atheist that's easy for me to say but others?
Well thank you 🙂
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