Wednesday, April 7, 2010

LOVE:DUST IN THE WIND

Smokey Mountain,Tn&N.C.,2009
Thinking with Nietzsche of love in the year of faraway
Life is tragedy.
It is a tragedy in reverse epic,versed to depict the fate and the tale of generations,through details of self.it is a song to be singing aloud,to loud a long story of times and eras.To tear down the walls.
It is a trail of joy,tears and loss.It is a trail of joy,ending in tears.It is a trail of tears ending in joy.It is flowing in spring,reaching whirlwind and whirlpool,emerging and submerging forever.The poem and more to come is fear with fearless sincerity and nakedness,to pass through you,the same way as they are written, or even shouted.All and all nostalgia in bitter wandering grief,carrying words,ripped off in letters and even long bleeding silence. And lost seasons surrounded in thoughts.They come in friend's mirror.A mirror of friend,that is here and there.At times for attraction.But attractive and provocative in fake and ,
to make shape and impression,which is unable to do,and with more nakedness comes more falsehood
The names are in letters.In lines and dots.The names are in final words.And points around blank spaces of the hidden past and future.They are instruments.funny they are roads and back roads .They are ways, byways paces , spaces and traces. To be instrumentals.
"The fire of love glows in the names of all virtues,and the fire of wrath.",as Nietzsche emphasizes on behalf of Zarathushtra.It is the love of the far love of the farthest.and when it is so much out of reach,it is a real love. But lovers should be real things ,and fake stuff shows up more when they are hidden...
FARAWAY
Far faraway I left the wind behind , and you were dust in the wind
A highway is too much for you to take.
With all your call and howl
I left you in a byway and run
Running away in far faraway is to make you clean in your fearful fake words.
Never neat.
Always in a net of laying hands forward for begging.
In your false body
And surrendered shape

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