Sunday, March 23, 2025

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"My relationship with existentialism is tormentingly unclear and tense."

"TRAP ALL

A few trap all:
a few.
Sun, in us, as a trap;
in a made mantra,
a path gilded all.
I, venal,
a riverine poem;
still ill, it’s me:
open ire, viral,
'an evil laded light',
a part named a man.
I part as a sun in us.
We fall apart,
we fall apart."

--@merlinaacevedo.bsky.social

Plunging into the Darkness.

"The fundamental
stuff of matter

is the Liar's
Paradox."

--Rae Armantrout

"Sometimes I think we’re called to focus. The gravity of something, its discrete expression, the way light and shadow touch it, the radiance of its form, even the way it conducts the earth’s vibrations, despite that they are too faint for us to consciously sense them, affect us. We cock our ears, peel our eyes, orient our attention toward something that has spoken and so initiates the condition for meaning to stir within us."

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