The Eye of Paradox
Right here at the end of the world
Here, at the end of the world
Love and despair go hand in hand
Brilliant humour and belly-aching laughter
accompany thick tears
Painful mourning keeps the space open for what emerges
Madness and sanity sustain imagination
While twisted nightmares get real
Tension and flexion
Standing still in deep (e)motion
Sunk in what we want to control
Lost in rapid and insane illusory movements
Binding
We lose ourselves
Breathless
But
Here, at the end of the world, we breathe together
We hear each other’s warm heartbeats
Here, at the end of the world, we rip our skins but keep our cloaks
We nestle together
Here, at the end of the world, the monstrous eye of paradox stares back at us.
Beckons back at us
Do you feel its gaze?
This scream-prayer was written after listening to TYSON YUNKAPORTA on Inviolable Lore /362 [for the wild podcast]. I highly recommend you listen to it, too!