Root Cap

the crucial desire is to possess what cannot perish—this we call an existence;
as consequence, to hold what is never at hand, an essence; this "is" that incites torments & drives to waste what had come to flourish: an absolute—resistance
to its presence  is where the sun's fire is from for in every moment before
there is an essence that underwhelms the spark & each moment after
a combustion that for the dead is of the promise to come

the matter of time

when we dream the persistence made evident in our presence is a resistance
to an absolute that is never present—a consensus to prevent the inevitable surrender which is in itself a yielding to union because of the love we bear
the god who seeks the sleep the dead can only dream of

a head on the pillow

the future “gives” the past to the present provided its presence persists—
but it decays which in a perfect (that is eternal) yielding offers the future its past and this perfects the relation (which, like love, is made so in being reciprocated) even as its opposite (all that copulate) begin the existing & put the past in debt: an obligation to the future that can only be satisfied in the dead for in the absence of bequeath & devise there is but the god & expectation

the emptiness of the eternal is, as if a womb, where light is never a thought
but where fire is first conceived pregnant with those whose “birth” we call
the Matter of Time—this "is" that incites & torments what comes-to-life, to die

what will never bear & this barrenness being the whole of a soul (an eternity
that incites the sun with great expectation) may be named "the baring of a god"
which in spring is the kinship fatality seeks in those now free to copulate

in the world that has survived this threat
there is a more perfect one that comes by way
of an increasing-ness awake in those whose sleep
constitute this dark ubiquity

those forbidden to beget

the gift: a quality of work

the crucial desire is to possess what cannot perish—this we call an existence;
as consequence, to hold what is never at hand, an essence; this "is" that incites torments & drives to waste what had come to flourish: an absolute—resistance
to its presence  is where the sun's fire is from for in every moment before
there is an essence that underwhelms the spark & each moment after
a combustion that for the dead is of the promise to come

the matter of time

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when we dream the persistence made evident in our presence is a resistance
to an absolute that is never present—a consensus to prevent the inevitable surrender which is in itself a yielding to union because of the love we bear
the god who seeks the sleep the dead can only dream of

a head on the pillow

everything is forward-looking

the future “gives” the past to the present provided its presence persists—
but it decays which in a perfect (that is eternal) yielding offers the future its past and this perfects the relation (which, like love, is made so in being reciprocated) even as its opposite (all that copulate) begin the existing & put the past in debt: an obligation to the future that can only be satisfied in the dead for in the absence of bequeath & devise there is but the god & expectation

sex without death

the emptiness of the eternal is, as if a womb, where light is never a thought
but where fire is first conceived pregnant with those whose “birth” we call
the Matter of Time—this "is" that incites & torments what comes-to-life, to die

a great summoning

what will never bear & this barrenness being the whole of a soul (an eternity
that incites the sun with great expectation) may be named "the baring of a god"
which in spring is the kinship fatality seeks in those now free to copulate

perfect eternity

in the world that has survived this threat
there is a more perfect one that comes by way
of an increasing-ness awake in those whose sleep
constitute this dark ubiquity

those forbidden to beget