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anneroesel
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numinous: having a deeply spiritual quality or connection; awe-inspiring.

numinous

you sit and ask me,

you sit and ask me, "why do you write?

you sit and ask me, "why do you write? what's the reason for your art?"

after a brief moment of hesitation,

after a brief moment of hesitation, seeking in vain an apex of enlightenment,

after a brief moment of hesitation, seeking in vain an apex of enlightenment, I look back to you,

and answer:

"I write

"I write to bring the tide to dry eyes,

"I write to bring the tide to dry eyes, to capture the light to the heart,

"I write to bring the tide to dry eyes, to capture the light to the heart, and so, to deflect the wind to the soul."

"you ask me why I do it,

"you ask me why I do it, my singing is a request,

"you ask me why I do it, my singing is a request, a roar for help or some else,

"you ask me why I do it, my singing is a request, a roar for help or some else, without much guidance or clear goal.

I breathe and feel,

I breathe and feel, I love and exhale,

I breathe and feel, I love and exhale, feeling and word,

I breathe and feel, I love and exhale, feeling and word, action and meaning.

I invoke the ocean, with its eternal tide,

I invoke the ocean, with its eternal tide, I call to the approaching rays of light,

I invoke the ocean, with its eternal tide, I call to the approaching rays of light, I turn to the blowing wind,

I invoke the ocean, with its eternal tide, I call to the approaching rays of light, I turn to the blowing wind, in a stroke of selfishness and ultimate satisfaction,

so they can,

so they can, in their symphonic natural melody,

so they can, in their symphonic natural melody, remember what was forgotten.

the light,

the light, the dot,

the light, the dot, small and shy,

the light, the dot, small and shy, that governs art.

that's why my soul moves,

that's why my soul moves, to dominate the light and the tides,

that's why my soul moves, to dominate the light and the tides, to guide them to this,

that's why my soul moves, to dominate the light and the tides, to guide them to this, forgotten and lost thing.

in the depths of the sad, innocuous, and torturous

in the depths of the sad, innocuous, and torturous inexistence that we all cling to.

we hold ourselves, naive,

we hold ourselves, naive, desperate for the esteemed

we hold ourselves, naive, desperate for the esteemed last sip of life.

for some, the forgotten resembles doom,

for some, the forgotten resembles doom, for others,

for some, the forgotten resembles doom, for others, like me,

for some, the forgotten resembles doom, for others, like me, like the infamous madmen,

for some, the forgotten resembles doom, for others, like me, like the infamous madmen, it presents itself with a more familiar face.

like the one that hasn't been lost,

like the one that hasn't been lost, but who wants to be found.

as if freedom itself

as if freedom itself for me,

as if freedom itself for me, or better,

as if freedom itself for me, or better, for us,

as if freedom itself for me, or better, for us, our friend.

the simple and friendly,

the simple and friendly, charismatic and comforting,

the simple and friendly, charismatic and comforting, madness.

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