Aletheia Seeker

What do you wonder?   Aletheia (ἀλήθεια) is a Greek word variously translated as "unclosedness", "unconcealedness", "disclosure" or "truth". The literal meaning of the word ἀ–λήθεια is "the state of not being hidden; the state of being evident" and it also implies sincerity, as well as factuality or reality.

Remember that you’re precious
An unshakeable stone unfurled
The worst that could ever happen
Is that you’ll become a diamond
Or dust in the wind, some day 
Some day is every day
Upon this relentless throne
We seek within wonder
A blasphemous ponder
Nothing that was done
Was ever a wrong doing
A blatant temperament 
Fire birthed
Tiny kings and Queens
With huge souls none the less

— 6 days ago with 1 note
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everything is changing
there is no fall in amarillo
so I must be that fall
the bruised sky reflects
the inevitability of
the fact of the matter
clouds swallow sun
darkness envelopes season
seasonal comforts
pretty little things
wet dreams
that I like to call home
nothing is everything
only to me

— 4 weeks ago with 8 notes
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it is amazing what we place
to fill the space in between
each eternal happening

— 1 month ago with 4 notes
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How could I be so full and so empty at exactly the same time? It doesn’t make any sense at all in context to anything the world has taught me about the world… Or myself… I dont really know anything; this made my chest swell.

The more I give up trying to understand, the clearer things become… The becoming of clarity never fits the shape of the words that could potentially define really anything at all having to do with… But alleviates nonetheless more so than anything.

The becoming of love. The intimacy of not knowing. Somewhere an exchange happened that could not be defined, and it was perfect until we talked about it…
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— 1 month ago with 3 notes
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Intimacy > Sex
Intimacy is something exchanged through action, not the action in itself. That being said, sex is for procreation and intimacy turns sex into a beautiful thing, but intimacy and sex are not one in the same; sex is still just an action with a specific purpose and outcome.

You do not need sex to exchange intimacy and I am coming to find more and more in my life that culturally we have defined intimacy as something that can only be exchanged through sexual interaction.

Sexualizing intimacy has profoundly bastardized one of the most beautiful interactions we are capable of. It has bred fear into our hearts, orphans into our world, and mass confusion into our relationships with eachother and our inner selves.
— 1 month ago
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I love the sound of that train
So easily I could be anywhere
Every is somewhere I’ve been

— 1 month ago with 6 notes
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Those sunken eyes were purple and deep
they were swallowed up by 9 years of
split stagnancy and gangster activity
angry, frusterated, and hateful
and I am so glad that will never be
a possibility
for me

— 1 month ago with 3 notes
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In the moments I allow my self to take flight within my thought life I…. I… I miss you like crazy…. Though, I keep it hazy some place between intention, reality, and a fantasy I can’t help but hold fast to… But only when I take flight, so, the ground it is.. I’ll walk this world these stones the ruins of what I thought may be home but… The future will unfold, inevitably gold…

— 2 months ago with 1 note
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Thats me in the corner;
thats me in the spotlight,
losing my religion,
trying to keep up with you…

(Source: Spotify)

— 3 months ago with 1 note
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I search the walls
her words for love
and recollect on the poisonous reminders

chemical tracers left in my mind
are pacing thoughts and held together
to make mortared monsters

I search the walls
her words for love
and I feel the pressure of a future untold

she is not my past
please
let us unfold

— 3 months ago with 2 notes
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I am not in control

and each moment is eternal

there is not a tomorrow

not yet

not now

the thought progression changes keys

and it stops my heart

I can hear the symphony

tender vicious words

beg for release

— 3 months ago
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Geeze… how did my life get so amazing???

I feel like I am walking down this wooded path in the majestic paradise found some place deep where deep calls out to deep, and so I stumble in deeper; (the PNW in MY imagination, personally, or castle crags, Ricky Bernard  ).Sumbling, amidst the epic adventure of breathing in the wild chaos of not knowing, waltzing in frenzies of a vision that howls through trees that move; in between the walk and the predator footsteps I sometimes thought back in time or… to get caught up… I found the serendipitous beauty whilst entrapped and slipped up. The intention-less stumbling that never lands outside of intention… This intention-less factor stumbled me up against the chameleon walls of crying we are ALL intention-less… Alive within ignorance… I trip.. I get wacked upside my face by the branch that I didn’t see coming that most likely didnt see me coming… How could I ever be so carelessly mad? Anything less than an eternal childhood overblown with thankful chemical releases; the seratonic heartthrob being I call a core…? A core to my being… Almost apologetic from some perspective I share amidst my schizophrenic and consistently colliding filters passing across my minds eye; the flickering of old films birthing nexus filled realities splattered across my consciousness…I gently let go… And so it goes…

— 4 months ago
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