In aloneness, what is,
appears in only “relatively dark”,
is only temporally bleak,
is only grim in passing,
is an offering but small change.
Only what notice can provide,
is as admittance to a greater truth,
is of a coping means
that offers first light,
that relative dark
did not originally reveal
as already in the mix.
The four ransoms of aloneness are:
disappointment, as the unsaid-ness
of a life style,
expectation, as it futures ‘now’
into the review phase,
experience, as it offers sips
for details of embellishment,
and time, as it father-figures
all the weary oppression inside.
In this continuum of aloneness
is where the disappointment
from expectation is directly proportional
to the expectation of disappointment,
as the time of experience
is to the experience of time.
Here in the living-ness of this continuum
there are four infatuations:
we all succumb,
we tend to survive,
we resist surrender,
and we somehow endure.
Aloneness believes
that it bathes in itself
yet the ever-now
is given to evaporative means
and then is the never-more.
Living aloneness has its destiny:
the four ransoms continue to exist,
and the now is,
yet always in passing,
contextuality like this is
is never the measure of being . . .
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