{"id":333,"date":"2010-08-04T03:50:53","date_gmt":"2010-08-04T08:50:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php"},"modified":"2014-03-24T01:24:50","modified_gmt":"2014-03-24T08:24:50","slug":"again","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/writing\/writing-1998\/again","title":{"rendered":"Again&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h5><em>By Martin Falatic<br \/>\nWritten 1998-11-02<br \/>\nRevised 1998-11-02, 2010-08-04<\/em><\/h5>\n<div class=\"hr\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<pre>Eyes open for a moment, then shut tight against the night.\r\nA sleepless heart wishing the darkness into day,\r\nAs Time stubbornly refuses to yield.\r\nThen.\r\nNow.\r\nIt's all different\r\nIt's all the same.\r\nSuch thoughts of the heart twist and turn under a moonless sky.\r\nAn empty soul, lost in itself.\r\n\r\nWhere does the road first fork away from Destiny, into Chaos?\r\nWhen do dreams of tomorrow become distant memories?\r\n\r\nTime twists a fraction.\r\nTwo hearts join as one in that blinding moment.\r\nToo young; too old.\r\nToo soon; too late.\r\nThey part.\r\nAnd Time twists again.\r\n\r\n    Again,\r\n\r\n        and again,\r\n\r\n            and again... \r\n\r\nDestiny achieved and then abandoned.\r\nThe chaos of lost souls struggling for redemption,\r\nDestroying that which would receive them.\r\n\r\nSleep descends upon the Wanderer,\r\nThe heart having whispered its hopeless litany.\r\nA futile prayer, to be forgotten by morning,\r\nReplaced by the clutter and noise of the day.\r\n\r\n            .\r\n            .\r\n            . \r\n\r\nSomewhere still deeper, there stirs a shy voice in the Sleeper,\r\nIntoning these words,\r\nRemembering for a heart that cannot bear to hope again.\r\nWeaving dreams out of shadows,\r\nRebuilding Destiny out of Chaos.\r\n\r\nSo that Time may twist once more...<\/pre>\n<div class=\"hr\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Martin Falatic Written 1998-11-02 Revised 1998-11-02, 2010-08-04 Eyes open for a moment, then shut tight against the night. A sleepless heart wishing the darkness into day, As Time stubbornly refuses to yield. Then. Now. It&#8217;s all different It&#8217;s all the same. Such thoughts of the heart twist and turn under a moonless sky. An [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":284,"menu_order":3,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"class_list":["post-333","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/333","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=333"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/333\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/284"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=333"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}