Tag Archives: Midnight

The Cracking Of The Ice

The moment has come and gone, still, it persists. I’ve tried to forget-I’ve tried to resist. The ice is calling me again. Its voice never ends. That faint memory of death. Taken in slowly with each and every breath. The … Continue reading

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The Night Becomes

Shadows hovering within sunsets grip. Nothingness in darkness, we slowly slip. To roam the fields without fear. And swallow the visions of what they hold near. Moonlights glow covers the way. One must be-There are rules to obey. With wanting … Continue reading

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The History Of Words Sunday

Like the solstices in the annual cycle, so midday and midnight are not simply points of the greatest concentrations of yang and yin, but also starting points for ascending movement of opposing principles, since the ascendant portion of the day runs from midnight to midday, its descendant from midday to midnight. Continue reading

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