POETRY | LOVE | FREEDOM | ANGELS | REAL LIFE
Freedom
A Poetic Essay
I glimpsed those two angels from very far, the other side of Heraklion port of Crete. A city that has been called the ‘second Piraeus’. It is the capital of the Island of Zeus, Crete. The King of the Gods was rescued by his mother Rhea before his Titan father Kronus (Time) consumed him as well. He was raised and bred there by Amalthea, a divine goat.
I saw those two angels back in early May, while returning from the gorgeous Plakias, the southernmost resort of Europe. I’ve already written a poem about an ‘Aussie Lolita’ I met at its globally renowned Youth Hostel. If your eyes see far enough and wide enough you can glimpse Africa on a very clear day, despite the circumference of the Earth. Imagination can bend space-time after all.
That artist knew what they were doing. Their angels are genderless, since gender does not really matter. They had the ‘lead angel’ loosely connected to the second. The lead angel is ready to fly to the Stars and Galaxies; to Life’s Final Destination. However their wing-man hesitates. They want both to fly with them but still have the ‘Earth’ (fear) call them back.
And, as you can see, their link with the Earth is thicker and stronger. The artist left it deliberately unclear if they will go back to Earth on their own, leaving the lead angel to burn their wings and crash like Icarus or not. It has always been like this; one hesitates, one wants to fly with them. And right before they reach the non corporeal threshold one of them chickens out.
And the role of lead angel and wing-man can switch on the fly. One angel will always fear if the other will catch them if they fall and/or they fear the unknown, the After.
That is why, I believe, the solution to Life’s Enigma is not to fly but to go back to the Sea:
Flying burns wings and hearts. Swimming freely with your chosen partner, without caring, needing or fearing anything at all, is much much smoother.
My current high flight pattern ended or, rather, I started flying lower. Hovering just above the surface of the Earth. Unlike most times before I do not harbor any ill intent for my chosen ‘tele-partner.’ She did not leave me mid-air and went back to Earth on her own, neither did I (I’ve done that too, many times…). We simply, gently, held each other’s hands and reduced our altitude.
Until we are ready to fly high again; or rather, to swim in the same Sea again— either with each other or other angels, who knows. This made me Love her even more, though my unhealthy obsession with her is now gone (thank the Universe for that).
I still want to smell and taste every square inch of her body, but I do not rearrange my life for something that might never happen (in this plane at least). From today I stop resisting the calls of either Sirens or Selkis. The rest of the Summer and first half of autumn is going to be quite fun.
It appears that my emotional immune system got a healthy boost shot from this. Thank you my dearest Tähtien Rakkaus. Don’t get too cocky but right now you have the Prime Spot in my heart 💖🔥My mind, however, is Free again.
