Liminality of Death - Light
My friend,
we … are going home
I close your eyes now
we are going. Home.
Home.
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Showing posts with label Liminality. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Monday, February 10, 2014
Liminality of Death - Darkness
Liminality of Death - Darkness
My friend
you are a lost thing
But it need not
be terrifying
No color
no substance
emptiness
You are not stopped
by anything,
You are now at neither
a beginning
nor an end
Death has happened
It will happen to everyone
My friend
you are a lost thing
But it need not
be terrifying
No color
no substance
emptiness
You are not stopped
by anything,
You are now at neither
a beginning
nor an end
Death has happened
It will happen to everyone
Labels:
Change,
Darkness,
Death,
Friendship,
Game Design,
Liminality,
Poetry,
Writing
Saturday, February 8, 2014
Liminality of Death - Water
Liminality of Death - Water
My friend
you are feeling light
The wind element in your body
drifts away on the wings of crows
to plummet and become rain
Be rain, fall
and fly
Your spirit is light.
It has no anchors
Every thought you have now,
has a kind of power
Don’t pity yourself
Don’t make yourself small
You want things,
your things.
But they are no use now
and you are no use
to them.
Release them
and yourself
My friend
you are feeling light
The wind element in your body
drifts away on the wings of crows
to plummet and become rain
Be rain, fall
and fly
Your spirit is light.
It has no anchors
Every thought you have now,
has a kind of power
Don’t pity yourself
Don’t make yourself small
You want things,
your things.
But they are no use now
and you are no use
to them.
Release them
and yourself
Labels:
Art,
Death,
Freedom,
Game Design,
Liminality,
Poetry,
Water,
Writing
Liminality of Death - Wind
Liminality of Death - Wind
My friend
you are feeling heavy
The fire element in your body
burns itself out
and drifts on the free air
No more external sounds
No more internal sounds
You have no saliva
No sweat
Now you feel cold
You have a sense of far off
of Vastness
You see fireflies or sparks
in the smoke rising
You can’t get enough air
you are become a hollowness
My friend
you are feeling heavy
The fire element in your body
burns itself out
and drifts on the free air
No more external sounds
No more internal sounds
You have no saliva
No sweat
Now you feel cold
You have a sense of far off
of Vastness
You see fireflies or sparks
in the smoke rising
You can’t get enough air
you are become a hollowness
Labels:
Death,
Dying,
Game Design,
Liminality,
Poetry,
Time,
Understanding,
Wind,
Writing
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Liminality of Death - Fire
Liminality of Death - Fire
My friend,
you are feeling heavy
The earth element in your body
is igniting and burning
Your breath forms soundless words
the mind forms wordless images
the images shatter
Your mind is losing its hold
You grab at this thing
then you reach for that thing
Blood slows
Faintness
Logic, and the chair
and the table
and the air dissolve.
My friend,
you are feeling heavy
The earth element in your body
is igniting and burning
Your breath forms soundless words
the mind forms wordless images
the images shatter
Your mind is losing its hold
You grab at this thing
then you reach for that thing
Blood slows
Faintness
Logic, and the chair
and the table
and the air dissolve.
Labels:
Blessing,
Death,
Dying,
Game Design,
Games,
Liminality,
Poetry,
Writing
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Liminality of Death - Earth
Liminality of Death - Earth
My friend,
You are feeling heavy,
The time has come
for you to start out.
You can no longer open
or close your eyes
Blue, yellow, red, green
are turning to white.
And white to grey
and grey to black.
You try to remember
who you love.
But your memories,
are fading embers.
Labels:
Blessings,
Death,
Game Design,
Liminality,
Poetry,
Writing
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Liminality of Death - Introduction
Liminality of Death - Introduction
Liminality of Death is the new game I'm working on, here's a taste of the introduction. I've been researching and inspired by the Bardo Thodol for this game.
You, oh you
You who have come
to this place
Sisters, brothers, friends
This person is dying
He has not chosen
to do so
She is suffering greatly
He has no home
She has no friends
He is falling, as from a cliff
a great height
She is entering
a forest of strangeness.
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