Traumgottin: the Heart Is a Crater
"In musical notation, a bar (or measure) is a segment of time corresponding to a specific number of beats in which each beat is represented by a particular note value and the boundaries of the bar are indicated by vertical bar lines."
“I would traverse not once more, but often the hell of my inner being. One day I would be a better hand at the game. One day I would learn how to laugh. Pablo was waiting for me, and Mozart too.”
Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf
“All interpretation, all psychology, all attempts to make things comprehensible, require the medium of theories, mythologies, and lies.”
Hermann Hesse,Steppenwolf
“Ah, Harry, we have to stumble through so much dirt and humbug before we reach home. And we have no one to guide us. Our only guide is our homesickness.”
Hermann Hesse,Steppenwolf
"Stumbling Between the Immensities", Artist: Ben Stack
"Traumgottin: The Heart is a Crater"
The heart is a crater
left smouldering cut deep
What does it matter
if I cannot sleep
You travel peacefully
in the green zoo your wild
caged like a dark creature
banging your music bars
your beaten notes marking stolen time
I glide like Cimmerian Traumgöttin
cutting your heart into fine lines
with machine gun precision
no need for a blindfold, all the better -
I’m executing you with style
My heart is a crater
boiling blood rivers run down
dark deep down to the underworld
riding the River Styx, no need for a gown
I lie supine in my macabre gondola
I’ve left your House of Cards and it’s tricks
A different Ferryman moves his oar
he’s from another land,
the Land of Hemimetabola
I calmly pluck your death tune feeling soothed
on my sad macabre exquisite mandola
Close my eyes, swallow dreams of straw houses
blown down by the son of chaos, dark Steppenwolf
In the ether my twin soul possesses me, I’ve been bit
I was Aether, now I’m her reflection, I no longer sit
Stumbling between the Immensities,
her dark majesty moves inside me
in the River's mirror, she now smiles back
"Welcome Home dear daughter," she decrees,
"I am Nyx".
(Lovejoy-Burton/Jan 2018)
"Alms for your Love"/Elyssian fields
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Us26gmtuf38
Cimmerian
1.
as in the colour - Blue
2.
"The Cimmerians are first mentioned in the 8th century BCE in Homer's Odyssey as a people living beyond the Oceanus, in a land permanently deprived of sunlight at the edge of the world and the entrance of Hades..."
Hemimetabolism
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hemimetabolism
Nyx
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nyx
Daughter of Nyx
"In some accounts, the goddess of witchcraft, Hecate, was also called the daughter of Night".
Hecate
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hecate
Copyright © Leanne Lovejoy-Burton | Year Posted 2018
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