The Earth is Crying.
I’m swimming among stalactites that have held onto the tears for so long they are drowning.
Compressed life tries to escape but fails,
Evolving into liquid mercury as it reaches Earth’s epidermis.
The Earths’ heart is cold and dark..
I’m gliding through the vacuum, piercing the heart to show the brilliance like diamonds.
Beams of light are repressed in the halocline.
The fourth dimension is separated by a mirror I create.
My soul has awakened as I pass through and back again.
Life of the Earth is suppressed, breathing slowly it tries not to let on, camouflaged.
It fights back with platonic shifts, volcanos, and tilting of it’s axes to change the seasons.
Earth must impose it’s balance to spin freely again.
Oh, how it longs for the once mutualistic relationship it loves so much.
About ABSTRACT KING
I'm originally from a small town in Central Texas, Lampasas. In the early stages writing was often spurred by some emotional event. What is currently on the Abstract King website is "the tip of the iceberg" so to speak. A pile of indecipherable hand written journals, thousands of photos, and hundreds of hours of video have sat collecting dust in storage over the years. Wondering about the effects fire, flood, or death would have on this massive amount of "me", drove me to create something more permanent. So, I began digitizing all the written words, editing, and sharing pieces with friends. The site is an extension of the positive feedback and intrinsic value I have received since. For the sake of creation, I put it out there for you. If you have an emotional response along the paths in my kingdom, then that's a bonus!
