Thought

“There is no frigate like a book
to take us lands away” – Emily Dickinson
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There is no reverie like a book
No dream like a religion
To take us lands away
Prancing into the make-believe

There is no reverie like a world
Shared by only a few
That oppresses many, by select
Random and most inopportune

There is no right or wrong in inequality
Nature bears not a human soul
No good or evil in hierarchy
Only rules to play a meaningless game

There is no reverie but society
Social norms of the zeightgeist if you please
No dream like politics
To let a few outrank us by decree

Civilization is a long oppression
There is no falsehood like history
Art whose use is only temporary
Thus all of man is mostly make-believe

Though they pretend to be most important
How frugal is the chariot of the human soul
That takes so little from open life to barren life
Where does it go? What does she learn?

There is no reverie like an evolution
That cannot be seen, cannot be touched
No dream like a God
Who never shows a power, or a face.

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8 thoughts on “Thought

  1. I thought, at first, that it was the love poems that pulled me into your whirling vacuum of philosophy, but now I think you are in love with life and thought. Perhaps occasional ennui is exhaustion from the expended passion of just being you.

    Poets are also prophets. Keep digging. Keep writing. Don’t let the soul spin to the end of its threads too soon. Reach into the vast; scatter hidden jewels. You never know who might be reading.

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