#14 Invisible

If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? Most of us feel invisible, most of the time. Do we need to be seen to exist? What about our creative work? Does it exist without an audience? As always, an episode full of questions and with very few answers. What's Memento Mori Lab? Memento Mori Lab is our permission slip to experiment, try new things, and keep bringing ideas to life. In my case, that means writing mediocre poetry, some stories and scripts, doodling, and recording this podcast. Memento Mori reminds us, we are going to die. Whatever creative endeavor you've been postponing, now is the time to take action. 🔥Available on Spotify, Apple Podcasts, and anywhere you get your podcasts! 👉https://anchor.fm/mementomorilab Instagram: @memento.mori.lab Twitter: @mementomorilab Poems Invisible No matter where I sit, Or where I stand, Whether I stay or go. No matter what I do, Or what I don't do, I'm not sure I'm here. Nothing reassures me I am. All that is me goes unseen. Invisible in plain sight. Hidden before your eyes. In the middle of the square, Mid-day, all bright, I wear black. Do you see me yet? The sunshine knows I’m there, It coats my face, blinds my eyes and Makes my hair look lighter than it is. Maybe it sees me, and I’m here, after all. Or maybe the sun just shines as bright as it can, Not choosing where its light lands. I would ask the sun, But I doubt it would hear my voice. Am I not really here at all? - Poem: Inside - Soon available on https://medium.com/not-poetry - Poem: Island I’m still here Forgotten or not On top of this island The waves did not take me The wind was not strong enough Somehow, I’m still standing tall All alone, I wait to be seen Feet buried in ashes Stuck to the past But still here. - Copyright ®Mayra Gomes 2020/ Memento Mori Lab