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Synapse

A connection in space
only determined by rudimentary means of communication.
Through our words do we relate,
and as our minds mingle amongst the labyrinth of our language
deeper within meaning,
there is a separation that we strive to narrow
to make this connection real.
As two distinct beings, with no concrete means to portray our differences
we want to unite
and feel what others feel.
Each alone, struggling with a complexity of a life
reaching outwards
towards another
hoping for an answer to fill this void
as our hearts seek another
as it was once connected
in the womb
as continuously it searches.

-Julien O’Reilly

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Childlike Immortality – a take on the California wildfires

A hunger never ceases, licking its way across unbroken fields of loves, consuming thine essence and spewing out forth – nothing more than smoke and ashes. ┬áLay waste, to the colorful beauty and, in vain – shine brighter than the nearest sun (whose form you take!)

The innocence of your youth, whirling and dancing playful in heart, unmirrored in your presence, and lonely – in your realm…

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Ever More

And Now,
My curious seedling,
bred from the desire of perfection
enriched through the Earth’s ever-flowing matrix
of “lived and let love.”

A masterful garden
who’s roots have spread and veined,
interwoven within a soil of the richest history,

As You Stand At Full Mast,

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