Monthly Archives: June 2013

Sestina – “Tides”

Sestina – “Tides”

Stumbling awkwardly, reacting at reality,

Fumbling in the stark darkness

where the only guide is: the chime of time

the pain of flight through life

the held breath of the gamble as we chance that dance

Through all that is eternal.

Walk slowly, gain certainty through senses in the eternal

Realms that render such resplendent reality.

Walk slowly, with poise, confidence, then gracefully dance

and dash with daring through the darkness,

Weave, weft, warp in the loom that is life

and ties into the threads of time.

Rise high and fly – it is time

For elation and euphoria of the experience in the eternal

Flight of fleeting life.

From lofty levels, look what is left in all reality,

The harshness of darkness

Entrances, one glance and the dance-

What dance?

Freeze the time

In frigid darkness

Unchanging eternal.

This is the cold reality,

Fragility of life.

What is life,

But a dance

through reality

and time:

A journey of light through eternal

Darkness.

Embrace the darkness,

Melt the soft snow, and let it breathe life.

Embrace the ebb and flow of the eternal,

Quick, slow – quick quick slow- and dance

The dance of time

Entwined with reality.

Define the darkness to your dance,

Tune your life to the tick of time

And eternal bliss becomes reality.

Timeless Reality

aka Ristrel goes power tripping after seeing Timeless Chaos

What happens in this moment, only happens in this moment. I see it as it is, even as a plethora of possibilities lay eager to be invoked at my whim, yet I wait, and the future feels right. I am the maelstrom, and the world is the eye; I see the whirlwind of “if only,” “but,” “what if” while these mortals plod along their linear path, unburdened by the impossible that only eternity provides.

I am the beholder, and they travel in my “now.” With a thought, their past is no longer theirs, and their future is mine. All that is real, what was, what is, what will be, and what never was, are part of my consciousness as I exist in every time stream. I see, I play, I pull, and what you are is what I want you to be as I give you your memories, your dreams and aspirations, and your sorrows and fears.

You do not live as time passes; you live as I give you everything around you, piece by piece. There is no time – you are fed through the threads of reality, and I am the Reality Weaver.

Black and white magic + deconstruction

So today I was coffeeing it up and decided to try and see if I could order a “magic” and see if it would work. But of course, being the coffee nub that I am, it managed to backfire.

I thought I was cool by asking, “if I ordered a magic, what would you give me?”

And was uncooled by the barista’s response of, “black or white?”

MIND BLOWN!

Now that I know, it sounds twice as awesome as before, but who would ever want to walk up to the counter and say, “I’d like a white magic please.” I mean, black magic is just so much cooler, though I don’t think I could handle one of them. Not unless it was the most amazing beans mmmmmmm.

In any case, it’s just as cool to say “double ris three quarter flat white” very quickly because it makes you sound amazing PLUS the barista will understand it just fine.

And one day I might make the following:

Deconstructed Apple Pie

Elderflower jelly, cinnamon apple sauce, fresh apple mince, dehydrated raspberry bits and shortbread crumbs, sugar crystal topped shortbread, fresh elderflowers.

I really need to do a deconstruction one day.