Obey the Moon Quotes
Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
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Obey the Moon Quotes
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“Obey the Moon
She calls me -
not with words,
but with the roar of tides,
with the pulse in the soles of my feet
When I walk barefoot through dusk.
I am made of her.
Bone-glow, blood-pull,
a creature strung together by the phases,
threaded with silver
and ancient instinct.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
She calls me -
not with words,
but with the roar of tides,
with the pulse in the soles of my feet
When I walk barefoot through dusk.
I am made of her.
Bone-glow, blood-pull,
a creature strung together by the phases,
threaded with silver
and ancient instinct.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
“I have knelt before cathedrals,
But none have summoned my reverence
the way your body does,
a sanctuary not carved in stone
but sinew, breath, and pulse.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
But none have summoned my reverence
the way your body does,
a sanctuary not carved in stone
but sinew, breath, and pulse.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
“By February, I am nothing but breath and bone,
a pilgrim of frostbitten mornings,
trudging through corridors of gray light,
where every shadow is a cold dread.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
a pilgrim of frostbitten mornings,
trudging through corridors of gray light,
where every shadow is a cold dread.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
“It was not death we feared,
but the vanishing of time,
the slow decay of days
that would turn our love to dust.
So we chose the night instead,
chose the dark, the endless hush,
chose to slip from the hands of time
before it could close around our throats.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
but the vanishing of time,
the slow decay of days
that would turn our love to dust.
So we chose the night instead,
chose the dark, the endless hush,
chose to slip from the hands of time
before it could close around our throats.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
“I was never made for the tyranny of daylight,
for the fevered rush of voices and hands,
for the way the sun stretches shadows so thin
they vanish beneath its weight.
No - my world begins when theirs ends.
When the sky melts into obsidian ink,
when the hush unfurls like a velvet ribbon,
when the last flickering window darkens,
and I.. finally, fully breathe.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
for the fevered rush of voices and hands,
for the way the sun stretches shadows so thin
they vanish beneath its weight.
No - my world begins when theirs ends.
When the sky melts into obsidian ink,
when the hush unfurls like a velvet ribbon,
when the last flickering window darkens,
and I.. finally, fully breathe.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
“The evening unfurls slowly, a velvet hush,
spilling gold and violet into the arms of the horizon.
The trees, dark and silent, stand as if waiting,
their branches laced with the last breath of daylight.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
spilling gold and violet into the arms of the horizon.
The trees, dark and silent, stand as if waiting,
their branches laced with the last breath of daylight.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
“Grief lingers -
a heavy chain rattling in the quiet,
a burden carried from hand to hand,
generation to generation,
as if pain were an inheritance
we do not know how to refuse.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
a heavy chain rattling in the quiet,
a burden carried from hand to hand,
generation to generation,
as if pain were an inheritance
we do not know how to refuse.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
“Let them call it ruin,
the way I unravel, thread by thread,
a tapestry undone by wind and want,
by the fever of something too vast to name.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
the way I unravel, thread by thread,
a tapestry undone by wind and want,
by the fever of something too vast to name.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
“And still -
I return,
because foolish hearts do not seek safety.
They seek the sacred flame,
even if it burns them to ash.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
I return,
because foolish hearts do not seek safety.
They seek the sacred flame,
even if it burns them to ash.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
“It would have been so easy,
to slip into the quiet,
to follow the road
where no footsteps return,
to let the weight of the world
fall from my shoulders
like a gown I no longer needed to wear.
But then -
there was you.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
to slip into the quiet,
to follow the road
where no footsteps return,
to let the weight of the world
fall from my shoulders
like a gown I no longer needed to wear.
But then -
there was you.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
“You already know the way.
The path is written in the quiet,
in the spaces between the words,
in the moments that are felt,
not seen.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
The path is written in the quiet,
in the spaces between the words,
in the moments that are felt,
not seen.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
“Sin?
Perhaps.
But if this is ruin, then let it take me wholly.
Let the world burn,
let the stars weep silver into the abyss,
let time itself fold in upon us.
Nothing else exists,
nothing else matters.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
Perhaps.
But if this is ruin, then let it take me wholly.
Let the world burn,
let the stars weep silver into the abyss,
let time itself fold in upon us.
Nothing else exists,
nothing else matters.”
― Obey the Moon: 1995–2025, A Collected Work Vol. II
