I let my mind meander, and words find me…
If only for a moment, it’s a miracle to see…
Guided through a fog
By shallow morning sun
All which lay concealed is found
Perplexing past problems, just reflections of a time
When questions are asked, and answers are lost
If this is ideal, then what is the cost?
How a spring’s breeze,
Can echo through the trees
As forlorn feelings fall
Someplace, a point in space obscured by memories
Exists sweet and pleasant dreams
If such a place lay here
It isn’t as it seems
Wandering wistfully, wanting wilderness to wash away
Spiralling while I dance
Locked in silver trance
Splendid, until it’s not true
Splendid, until it’s not true
Written By: BeNjamyn Upshaw-Ruffner
About The Author
BeNjamyn Upshaw-Ruffner
Former Editor-in-Chief
“I’ll never know everything about anything, but I’d like to know something about everything.”
- BeN/Isaac
BeN is the former Editor in Chief of The Insider, now an alumni contrbutor. An embodiment of the duality between Rational and Emotional thought, this universe’s version of BeN is presumed to be a human living on PNF-404 prior to the planet’s sixth mass extinction. In the currently observed timeline, he is born in a Quebec, Canada during the information age. He is very skilled at utilizing the English language, alongside philosophical ideas, as a means to an end. However, he doesn’t seem to have any tangible goal. Everything he seeks is very abstract. He often implies that the entirety of everything is itself a work of art being consumed in some unfathomable way. I am Isaac Dinotno, the name he has given to the voice in his mind. He and I are in perpetual communication. BeN claims to have experienced astral projection during peak emotional periods of his life, though I can’t verify this. If you are reading this now, you can find BeN at Concordia University.
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