{"id":443,"date":"2013-02-21T20:58:17","date_gmt":"2013-02-21T20:58:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/?p=443"},"modified":"2013-02-21T20:58:17","modified_gmt":"2013-02-21T20:58:17","slug":"recurrent-resurrection","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/?p=443","title":{"rendered":"RECURRENT RESURRECTION"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/murban_voices.weblog.mur.at\/murban_voices\/uploads\/2013\/02\/shambles.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-446\" title=\"SONY DSC\" src=\"http:\/\/murban_voices.weblog.mur.at\/murban_voices\/uploads\/2013\/02\/shambles.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"335\" srcset=\"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/shambles.jpg 500w, https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/shambles-300x201.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a> I saw you shivering on a blue velvet carpet, lying beneath the orchid fields.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">While I was chanting my Mantras after the Goldrush and further.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Was it you, or was it me?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Time is useless!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">But once upon a time, I knew, yes, it was you; breathless.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">And once upon a time it was me, reckless; enchanting I knew.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">As time goes by and who will know and why?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I saw you shivering. Underneath the golden blanket, wrapped around your toes.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">While I was delivering flowers to the masses, you made shambles out of rose petals, silently.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">So I counted Mantras again. Thrice and Twice. But my vision blurred.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Strange colours emerged from the bottom of our hearts.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">What did you mention time was like?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">A face is something untouchable outside of yours.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">A face is not there. Like words not uttered, unspoken.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Will I ever know? Will you? Ever is a long word.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Finally, I close my eyes because my vision commences to fail. A dazzling haze befalls my senses.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Time is countless. Will I ever touch you? Ever is a long word for people longing! Time is endless.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Everything else is not. A mantra is endless. While I chant it, my vision recurs and all I see is<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">An icon of decay<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I saw you shivering on a blue velvet carpet, lying beneath the orchid fields. While I was chanting my Mantras after the Goldrush and further. Was it you, or was it me? Time is useless! But once upon a time, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/?p=443\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/443"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=443"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/443\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":450,"href":"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/443\/revisions\/450"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=443"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=443"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/murban-voices.mur.at\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=443"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}