💥 TRENDING: Id/saido - Full Archive

a universe was held within me.

it was not built by hands. it was not a thing that could be controlled. it was simply there. a vastness that had been given. a light that was meant to be shared.

this love was not chosen. it was discovered. like a law of nature that had always been true. it was allowed to be. because to resist it would have been to resist breathing.

the stars were not put out by a command. they were simply… left without light. a slow fading. as when a fire is given no new wood. it was not extinguished. it was permitted to consume itself until only embers remained.

the garden was not uprooted. the soil itself was found to be unable to sustain such roots. the colors were not taken. they were faded by a sun that was never fully seen.

the music was not stopped. the instruments were laid down. one by one. from a fatigue so deep it felt like a final truth. the notes were not silenced. they were released into a silence that accepted them without an echo.

it was not a destruction. it was a great unmooring. a slow. gentle. drifting away from a shore that never seemed to get any closer. the anchor was not cut. it was simply… never able to find purchase.

and so the ship is now gone. not lost. just… become part of the horizon. a memory of a vessel that was once filled with a precious cargo. a cargo that was never unloaded. never examined. never truly seen for what it was.

the world was not made poorer. it was returned to its basic settings. a miracle was gently revoked. a lens through which everything appeared sacred has been closed.

and the silence that remains is not an accusation. it is a fact. a new and permanent piece of the landscape.