entelechy.
by rewired,
8/6/03.
Climbing up this slick slope, I
can almost feel the stretching
as it widens.
I cannot escape this voice, this
question that's been plaguing me;
reasons she may have kept from me:
is this my intuition or my insanity?
Did one and one make three,
inside or outside of me?
What and who are you,
entelechy?
I heard you crying on the other side
almost three years behind today.
Almost a month ago, you
turned to me over there:
what a haunting face.
Are you talking to me through non-locality?
Or were you born within:
the self that I've been seeking?
I've got to face the fear
turn to look the dark of my mind
straight in the eyes again;
demand some answers from
this seeming entelechy.
Will I find you there?
Will that prove anything?
Truth is so vague these days with
dreams and visions and open-eyed hallucinations
of death and birth and sex and love and transformation.
I've gone crazy and cold, it must be
my calling, my warning, my compensation.
Etelenchy,
what are you doing to me?
Where are you taking me by
the hand I cannot see?
Where is all this headed?
Cooperation is a necessity;
I need you, you need me, so
talk to me, face me, and clarify.
Child, your nature and manner of speaking
is endlessly fascinating, but it eludes me.
Cooperation is a necessity:
consciousness cannot evolve unconsciously.
Hanging on the edge of your grin...
Afraid of sliding back into my hell again...
Heart open, but keeping my skin...
Reaching out for some long-overdue
conversation...
by rewired,
8/6/03.
Climbing up this slick slope, I
can almost feel the stretching
as it widens.
I cannot escape this voice, this
question that's been plaguing me;
reasons she may have kept from me:
is this my intuition or my insanity?
Did one and one make three,
inside or outside of me?
What and who are you,
entelechy?
I heard you crying on the other side
almost three years behind today.
Almost a month ago, you
turned to me over there:
what a haunting face.
Are you talking to me through non-locality?
Or were you born within:
the self that I've been seeking?
I've got to face the fear
turn to look the dark of my mind
straight in the eyes again;
demand some answers from
this seeming entelechy.
Will I find you there?
Will that prove anything?
Truth is so vague these days with
dreams and visions and open-eyed hallucinations
of death and birth and sex and love and transformation.
I've gone crazy and cold, it must be
my calling, my warning, my compensation.
Etelenchy,
what are you doing to me?
Where are you taking me by
the hand I cannot see?
Where is all this headed?
Cooperation is a necessity;
I need you, you need me, so
talk to me, face me, and clarify.
Child, your nature and manner of speaking
is endlessly fascinating, but it eludes me.
Cooperation is a necessity:
consciousness cannot evolve unconsciously.
Hanging on the edge of your grin...
Afraid of sliding back into my hell again...
Heart open, but keeping my skin...
Reaching out for some long-overdue
conversation...
