I am the consummation of desire.
I hunger and thirst and scream inside to quench an endless aching cycle of desires, wants, needs – some real, some required, some imagined, some sought, some denied.
This is how we breed and are bred.
Celestial oscillations between the shred of frustration and the collapse of molten satisfaction.
But the dangerous, the taut, the mysterious, the rare human creature will invoke a need without intent to satisfy it. She will hold herself within the tension between these two poles to find that satisfaction is not the pulse, anticipation is.
A willing mind hung inside this suspended place develops an affection for the unlimited richness, an overflow of toothsome sensations and experiences which exist only inside that electrified space between satisfied / not satisfied.
What a crime to live a life chasing nothing in the end without savoring the chase. How tragic to be ignorant to the divine clutches of raw frustration.
That which we deny, denies us.
What mad ecstasy to dangle on a hook, torn between the pleasure of attaining our desires… and the pleasure of not.
~ Allison Marie Conway ~
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I am so grateful for your beautiful comment, daksha. Thank you.
I love this. It resonates.
Thank you so very much, Amber. I am so glad this one touched you. Namaste. :)
Wow! So beautiful, Allison. Love it :)
This more intimate writing of prose is something of a new exploration and deepening for me, I thank you so much for your connection, Ryan. Much love! :)
Allison….you are an Incredible writer….I love this one….Thanks for visiting my blog…..maybe we could compare notes….I feel ,that I could learn alot from you……. Bravo!
I am so deeply grateful to you for your connection and kindness, dear Terrelyn. I thank you endless and I will absolutely be visiting more of your blog and would love to compare notes as you say. I send you much love and light, writer spirit friend. :)
I thought that I would try it out as a “lark” . . .but,it’s become more than that.
I totally understand, sister soul – writing is a life within. It never leaves you. <3
soul-sister,you say? I really like that…I might blog about that …..thanks…
The words ebb and flow… yet we are constantly inspired, whether the seed is small or great….whether the wind blowing our sail is but a whisper….stilled…. or gale force….depends on the motivation ,and which direction it points to…..
Beautiful . . .
Might I “use” the phrase ..”A Life within” as a blog title?….with your permissions…of course…
Absolutely! Honored.
Love your blog on silence …. and “kneel” …it gave me a jumping off point…. because of a particular behavior that Christians, or faithful people in a kingdom with a loving king would do…. I also completed that blog post…..and I supremely wish for you to enjoy it….immensely… and my advice to you that has stuck with me…is something from my middle school English teacher…she said after I had complimented her about her influence , by recognizing my writing strength,and gave the right push …..she said for me to …” write about what I love and what i hate …. and most of all ..do as I did with that pivotal journal assignment….add that extra element that you did…be BRUTAL … with it…. because it comes out much stronger ,like the One with a Sword….it’s strength undeniable …. and also to carry within that a love for the “sport” of writing….and it should be an Olympic sport…..my literary javelin competition….heh
xo Terrelyn
Thank you so deeply and much! I love the idea of writing as a sport. That does truly resonate. Brutal, yes, yes, I believe that is so important. To go beyond our ego, beyond our selves and look back in. To get beyond the judgments and be ruthless about growth. It’s a trick to pull off indeed, right.
Bravo on your blog post, I am honored to be invited in and I will surely enjoy it.
Have you ever read The War of Art by Steven Pressfield? There is no better writer’s bible in my opinion. :)
Much love and gratitude XO
No I haven’t.
ok… Allison… try a blog on the “Sport of Writing” ….. see what you come up with.
I can’t wait to see how you spin that one…
Well he certainly desired and attained a lot of Spanish gold as England’s official pirate.
That is actually my favorite line from a poem by Michael Donaghy. Only when I researched it further did I come upon the original phrase as part of a poem by Raleigh.