Sometimes our lives are like patterns.....we follow their outlines in hopes they will take us where we need to be....but find ourselves repeating the process until we get it right.
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beautiful visual you created here Amy and facinating representation patterns... I think human nature often makes us repeat processes over and over again... strange that we don't even realise we do it half the time. I can definitely identify with this... repetition = reinforcement = understanding... I think it's all part of the learning process ;)
I like the representation of ideas in this piece and I find it very interesting. There is one point of departure from a seemingly decided course of action that has been ignored and leaves me uneasy. It is the fact that the routine is repeated all over again, even though you have decided that it is fatal. There is a missing piece of the puzzle that will lead to survival and a new direction.
There were a couple of word choices that I don't understand. Mind you, that doesn't mean they're incorrect, only that I didn't quite understand what you are trying to convey. You say:
My love and flesh
Whimsically, I shall not
Give in to your desires
Wasn't sure what you meant by the use of the word "whimsically" in describing not giving in to desire. Are you saying your heart is fickle and perverse? Wasn't sure, so I thought I'd ask.
The second thing I had questions about was this passage:
Turn your soul away
and dash vastly toward
the moon beams
Can something dash vastly, as in enormously? I wondered about this also.
Bright souls have no certain destination and the moon got lost last night
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