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Pilg – Week 6 CP Poem

 

So as reading through the reading of the week I stumbled upon “Fractal Geometry” and it jolted the hell out of me. The author goes on to speak, in stanza 5 or section 5, about mirrors reflecting mirrors and the infinite space created between the two panes. As always I have attempted to place myself in the middle of this and while thinking on the fractal mathematics you are a copy of a copy when reflected.

Reflection of absent light

Mirrors reflecting mirrors

Manifesting the emptiness that is

stretching the dark void of inescapable light

perpetuated and replicated

through atoms of lore who spread the virus of shadow

with the static rotations of unassuming  parasites

 

across the vast open wilderness

where the conscious summon the will

to see the reflection within themselves

thought arises and

Like the phoenix rising from the ashes

I am birthed through this inspiration.

 

In the impenetrable darkness

I am.

 

pulling light from the dark

like water from stone

Seeping slowly, invading the emptiness

the darkness is conquered and the light flows

into waiting eyes

 

The brilliance of this moment

overcomes the weak

and I stand beholding,

peering  into the waiting vision of myself

repeated

repeated

repeated

through light refracted, reused, and recycled

ad infinitum

 

Blank space recedes

falling back like the moon tides

and I am surrounded by the reflection

of the reflection

keeping constant vigil

always watching that which is.

 

Seeing the mirror image in the light

I stare behind closed eyes

into the genetic darkness

where boundaries are borderless

and the infinite lies in the heart of birth

 

 

Pilg – Calculated Poetics Week 5

                As I read Sphere I had the thought to work with something sphere related. I first tried to work with the sphere as a place inside the mind where one can retreat to but in doing so I lost the sphere and found only emptiness. I worked with the poem in class on Wednesday and as I did I realized that Sphere is about the Earth and how the author envisioned the world after seeing Earth from space for the first time. I took another route and wondered what would it be like to create something from nothingness while keeping to the known spaces that are our housing spheres. In the beginning there is nothing but with thought comes action and through thought the world, the Universe is born.

 

Sphere, Home to the Conscious

Floating suspended and disjointed in the ether

Pieces spread throughout the vast openness

In the blank vacuum  that is my home

A thought appears and I am born into the realm of Man

Pieces flung to the outer reaches of human myth

collect and form into

My body.

The thought resides inside what is now the consciousness

the once absent form is now the mind

The collective energies colliding, making the abstract cohesive

I am

 

I forget the realm of time and space

I fall forward into myself

folding into my new found consciousness

I am alone here at the junction of awareness

Here there is nothing

the darkness surrounds me

the vacuum consumes me

and I huddle into my own mind

I seek companionship

I cry to the palpable emptiness

There is no response but the echos of my screams

I am but one who shall create many

Thought arises

and the Universe is born.

Fire and flame dance the gentle strokes of creation

The pieces of the ether collect and recollect into housing spheres

It shall be in the spheres of life where humanity will prevail

I am the creationist the master of all

and into the spheres I place human kind

Look upon humanity through the lens of blue

See inside the sphere, the Earth

as humanity raises its voice to scream into the dark