In the Wake

To celebrate or to mourn in somber thought...or both. A funeral of sorts for a relationship that should have been laid to rest years ago. It's hard saying goodbye to a part of yourself. In my case, a part of myself I have both loved and hated, admired and loathed--all in the same instant--for years on end.

It defied the laws of physics. Two objects cannot occupy the same time and space concurrently. Ah yes, but these two emotions certainly did. It was a constant battle in my spirit. Which one would ultimately reign supreme? Neither.

In the Wake of passing,
the ghost of our relationship,
can finally be laid to rest.

I worshipped and cursed the object of my affection. The long-dead relationship was an altar to which I made daily sacrifices. It's really quite bizarre when I compare it to Old Testament practices, ancient Greco-Roman rituals, and Egyptian sacrificial rites. Uncanny parallels. Vain tradition and empty rituals.

It is immensely difficult to say goodbye to a piece of your own soul. My first encounter was saying goodbye to alcohol a little over three years ago. The second instance was saying goodbye to a love affair that perished over fourteen years ago. I was enslaved by my own desire. Once a captive of lust, now I'm free.

I heard you praying, and I love you, my angel Na'Ariel. You are free from these bonds as well. At long last, we are both free.

Sorrow no longer,
Berith Keraiah.

~Midas~

[Wolfstarr]

(((((Barry))))))
Am right there with you.
You said what I have been thinking in my own mind.

I worshipped and cursed the object of my affection. The long-dead relationship was an altar to which I made daily sacrifices. It's really quite bizarre when I compare it to Old Testament practices, ancient Greco-Roman rituals, and Egyptian sacrificial rites. Uncanny parallels. Vain tradition and empty rituals.

I want to put it to rest, but, I resist.
Peace Barry. You are fortunate to bury and be free. I am waiting for that day to come.

Wolf

[aloneagainor]

Originally Posted by Midas

I was enslaved by my own desire. Once a captive... now I'm free. ~Midas~

I wonder why we so desire the things that entrap us. Even while knowing that we could be free and happy if we'd learn to move on. Trust that there is an alternative, faith that there can be happiness without the object of our desire, and acceptance that all is well, we just need to learn how to see it, feel it, know it. Wishing you peace.

Thanks Wolfstarr. Thanks aloneagainor.

Glad my words hit there mark once in a while. You never know...I was listening to David Arkenstone's "In The Wake Of The Wind" CD recently. I don't think bears any relevence, but anyway.

Peace Be With You
~Midas~