JACK'S EUPHORIA///

divine labyrinth of cause and effect: a singular universe, the map of the labyrinth. and love, which lets us see the mystic, the angelic, the empyrean, the labyrinth as a whole. did schopenhauer, who seemed to decipher the universe, ever experience it - love? ancient wonder, the mystery of its colour and those who cannot see it, the eternal twilight. oh, how could anyone experience another wonder such as that? socrates’ last day, thousands of years in immortal physical pleasure, paris in fall: none compare to the extraordinary experience of love. the mornings of art, the softly murmured conversations of hell over cafe tables, the walks down gilded autumn streets, the dawns and dusks, the secret rivers, the ineffable gestures for things we cannot ever explain, the word ‘music’, the word ‘art’, the books we have read, the books we have yet to read, the crystal prisms, the forgetfulness, the habits that become mirrors, the night and it’s darkness and it’s astronomy, the naming of stars, the verses of lulling poetry spoken over distances, the illusion of a new beginning over and over again, the sum of all existence between one kiss, the slow death that precedes the embrace of carnal flesh, the mysterious form of time.

oh, oh, oh. i can’t even go on.

11:48 PM on Wednesday 1st February 2012 with 5 notes and Comments

tagged: poetry or nonsense? nonsense.

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