and in a rush we realize what we somehow knew before: perhaps in life, or death, or childhood. paused then, we take in that giant scent, that perfect knowledge innocent. it is the universe; only now are we alive.
so then! wildly unfurling this hideous talent--unformed, uncleaned, unloved, unknown: lurch forth! we are the Earth! no-one taught us thus, and none shall rob it back. we tumble forth in orbits none shall ever know, learning nothing: we are free.
for truth is never learned; mere mortals, we recall its immortal breath in these few furtive gasps. we pause, we pause: and do not let it pass.
april 2012
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