Tag: nobody

1.  Hello. I am this being before you, embodied.
2. I am made of flesh. I am being enfleshed.
3. Which by extension makes me not quite up to muster &  by definition a slow being. 
4. A fact that forces an admission: how flesh is a slow, as far as substances go. Yesterday, driving home in traffic, I listened to a story (in real time) about the development of data transfer methods via photon. It was old news by the time I heard it. And yet.
5. My flesh, such as it is, will never travel at the speed of light. And yet, being human, I am one part body and the rest of me is story.
6. In one of these, I dream of a constant beginning at first light.
7. In another, I fly.
8. In another, I am the dead, returned. Sometimes winged. With a choral entourage.
9. I suspect you are, too. 
10. So listen. To this question, please.  If I sing to you from the dark place where we hide, waiting, will you please shine me home?

11.  [and beyond]  for once you surpass ten steps you are surely beyond the beyonds

and yet

I know you are a stranger here, too, so by the light of you I become friend. 

Come, friend. We have places to go. 

They are dark now, until we arrive. 

We may not travel at the speed of light, but this love is a shining thing. 

What if now is time to bring it out? 

I have no answers, only this slow form.

Take it now and let us go.