aemyn's internet place

It's Zine Faire Table Application Season around NSW, which keeps creeping up on me every time!

Made some discoveries on the open internet tonight.

As I upload more backlog posts to this website, I realise something I've always found really hard is being present with written posts.

Move at your own pace Progress in stasis Rainy days & daydreams Short-circuit-brain-freeze Let us regress then advance One step forward two steps back Then three steps forward Who’s counting?

Come back from the city, love Where has your spirit gone ​ Why did you leave What did you leave It's in the rain In the trees In the weedy stones In the cycle of floods In the churning swell ​ Beneath the tangled peach tree Where rotting fruit grows tad…

You don’t have to be perfect You don’t have to try be anything We’ve always adored you as you are But the things you try are wonderful There’s so much beauty in trying And there’s so much love in failure In the willingness for new things In declaring hope

Once while travelling on a dusty plain ​Breeze blew the dust ahead of me ​​Swirling into the shape of a man ​ ​Who stood curiously for a moment ​His form gazing long and deeply into me​ As I stared back into his featureless face​ ​Which seemed to soften…

There is house on the edge of what once was And what never will be Built on the delicate long-woven fabric of time itself There is a table forever being set There is a saucepan simmering on the fire There is a pot of tea that has been steeping There is a

it’s been a long time where have i been where have you been who have we been to each other i miss you i miss you too . . .

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