to see
the light
beyond
the light
isn’t looking
into the abyss
but knowing
transparency
to touch
the flame
that never burns
blue blooded baby
Transfiguration
13 thoughts on “Transfiguration”
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the emptiness of longing
we are tender prey
the emptiness of longing 
…oh…oh…I know this feeling so well… (…smiling and smiling for you…)
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These moments for me are very rare….my concentration isn’t great
😔😔😔
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…”so this brings me to a whole set of magic words that i would like you to write down and to keep forever as formulas: the magic words are all in the dictionary under the prefix trans which means change or movement – transforming, transposing, transcending, translucent, transfiguring, transmitting. All the words that have the prefix trans are words which lead us out of the present, away from the painful, paralyzed spot in our lives. (…) it is from artists that I learned to transmute.”
(Anais Nin, The Artist as Magician in A Woman Speaks)
…I went to that page immediately… not by number, but by the image of the text…tttttttttttt… (…smiling for you, dear Alan)
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I came about the words whilst watching a film by Sono Sion…I’m sure if I hadn’t noted them down on a pad I would have forgotten them…I remain superficial ;)))
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…Alan…that is not true, old boy…
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abyss..blue blooded baby…your poem makes me wonder 🙂
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Indah…it kind of makes me wonder…and it was my hand that held the pen…perhaps I was dreaming about an aquatic cosmos 😃
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intense
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It’s one of those early in the morning things…not awake, not asleep but words rattling in the head
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I can see the transparency
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So often everything is cloudy
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sometimes there is a passage
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Thank you for your like
As always Sheldon
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