THE LIVING MAP

Chapter 40 of 45

~ Fear ~

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~ Fear ~

Fear grows loud as the lights go out It fills the dark with shape and doubt

Sound travels

Stretches

stays especially where eyes look away

Fear is heard first

It always is It speaks in echoes where sight is hid

Hearing alone begins to guess building a shape from shapelessness

So fear grows vast

Immense

near because nothing…or EVERYTHING confirms what I think I hear

My sanity clutched

white knuckled and dear I shed quiet tears in a terror sincere

I listen

I’m still I measure the sound

It stretches it swells

it toys me around

Do I dare even peer

Do I look

Do I see Or let echoes decide what happens to be Or what may or might-

WHAT SHOULD happen to me

For sound loves the dark where it dresses in lies wearing costumes of dread

with a grin I imagine much too wide

It hums when I’m still

It taps when I wait It sings little songs about hope

And yet

about fate

Sound is energy

Energy stays It bends It moves

YET IT DOES NOT DECAY

Fear is not silence

Fear is not void Fear is raw energy left unemployed

In darkness sound fills the role that vision plays in naming the whole

What is not seen is free to become whatever the hearer dreads hates loathes and shuns

Motion continues

Movement persists Repetitive circles form where exits fail to exist

One impulse runs

Another resists A third softly insists

For your safety

cease and desist--

Sound fills every space that your sight refuses spaces your monster chooses to sharpen its tricks and ruses to catalyze untold confusions with confounding confucius truths and turning avoidance into prudence and virtue into muses of secretive and egregious strategic moral abuses

So fear stacks and swells

and tightens its hold a gravity well without a mold

Fear grows loud where eyes do not act not because sight has failed but because self-preservation made a pact

Now

eyes may close

Not to flee Not to hide But to rest inside what has been named

Closed eyes rest the world and loosen its edges let the mind wander let it leap its own hedges Let it soar in the clouds let it jump from tall ledges trace unknown paths

where fear once demanded wages

From the dredges closed eyes stretches sketching and etching new known knowledges as I the fledgling fledges undoing fealties of old wretches and the hell of legally binding pledges

Closed eyes let meaning breathe and rearrange let truth settle slowly instead of feeling so strange

Here darkness is not threat It is shelter For fear no longer hunts for NOW AT LEAST for now it is a helper…

It stands watch while thought recombines while memory softens its sharpest most damaging confines

Fear grows loud when the lights go out fills every shadow with shape and doubt

Sound takes over

spreads its fame claims the dark waiting to be named

That is fear

the sound that rules those with closed eyes and buried heads Those that are fools

But FEAR is also different

FEAR is mere FEAR can be easily be-/de-faced

even with only your Ears

Listen first

Not to obey but to stay long enough to hear it say

I am energy I do not die I speak and shout I laugh and cry

Ignore me and I swell unchecked Face me and I’ll change context

For sound that’s heard but never seen grows monstrous in what lies between

Yet sound that’s heard pursued and made known it becomes information EVEN WISDOM but not a tyrannical throne

So eyes open

not to fight not to flee but to finish what ears begin to see

Sight confirms what sound conveys Darkness brightens

Meaning stays Terror fades

Truth invades

fear de(-)/grades Understanding made Fear does not leave

It shifts its place No longer a monster

now just my face

And eyes may close again unafraid to where songs are held and stories portrayed

Where meaning performs in resting thought where truth is kept not overwrought

That is FEAR

the kind that guards that keeps the dark from breaking hearts

The maze stays vast Alive Aware Not escaped Not ruled Still there

Sound still speaks Silence still listens Nothing still moves Nothing still quickens

The moment holds The tension stays Two meanings share/steer/seal/sear/shear/sheer the same four letters spelled two ways