July 20, 2015

What was once - a limit to my soul

is no more


The limit was passed

and a part of me - watched the other part of me

pass it


Nothing changed 

except that I had performed an action

that I would once have never allowed myself to act upon


I was no happier for it

as I was no happier for denying it


All pleasure - gleamed - was a vanishing moment of nothing

like grains of sand slipping through 

the spaces between my fingers

the only difference between the sand

and my actions -

the sand lands upon the ground and remains a grain

my actions vanish into the great unknown


Time passed - that cannot be grasped by any human sense


And on I went

wondering and acting


Did the limits mean anything

if the remorse or regret was not present 

if the faith was not strong enough to press its limitations


What am I - Who am I

with or without them


If all my moments are empty nothings

of movements towards a vanished state


of being


Can one both be and not be simultaneously?

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