THE BIGGEST PICTURE
WHY?
I assert that the past
is just the beginning.
It is our future choices that will make a difference.
I have put myself in a place where no one should be,
for all I have to say, should be obvious to thee.
“We know all that” is what I want to hear,
but the ears I see have listened but not heard,
nor do I hear others speaking in my place for me.
So I watch among the beauty of life and find blindness
and no thought, for Vlad has been bought.
What can you possibly mean, a man of this character,
why he is his own man whether you like it or not.
And I say “Wrong” for we have all been taught by one school or another and so our minds are tied into knots , and the truth? Ha!, it may as well be burried deep in the ground,
or just the same it may have been tossed overboard and sunk, 10,000 feet below, and drowned.
How can I have the afrontery to blast the entire past of learning and say that I see what others have not except perhaps a few who have thought with minds free of baggage bought. Why all the noise I ask, I am just wanting to say a simple truth that may free us all.
So what could I say that could add some sensefullness to millenia of learning, and so comes the rub and smiles come from ear to ear for how could I reveal something new,
something that could break our supposed bonds. It is simple I say, but one must back up far away and look at a civilization’s whole, all that it teaches and all that it does not.
It matters little where you have studied for the history of thought has not yet shed the shackles of isolated domains. It is simply not possible to know the truth without spanning a wide range of learning. In science the emotion of life is a distant domain. In the humanities science seems so irrelevant compared to the writings of the great philosophers. And these are just two.
If you were to imagine all that we know were contained in a sphere enormous and asked what is missing, I will tell you the conundrum: it cannot be put into words nor can I explain the miracles that make a greater sphere possible, although there are hints.
Through thousands of years, since our hunter-gatherer life, thought has been added and codified left and right. Now quarks and leptons reveal the quantum, and Chopin and Mahler help us cross the next divide but from all that there is missing a very old virtue called courage, to make an assertion that beyond what we know, beyond the revealed lie great new fields for I just read for the first time the words of freedom from a child just eleven who spoke the truth of kindness that I have never heard so clearly articulated that it brought to mind from the bible that a child shall lead us.
We do not teach that we are all of one race, all from Afracians descended; all of one brain with no favors amended to the DNA we are born with. No. Forever we are divided by imagined religions, by the need of pride that we or we or we are the chosen and so forever we divide ourselves between Christ and Alah or thousands of other gods or differentians that suit our whims to give each tribe that which it seeks, to be different and above all, not meek. And above all a desire to be “Chosen.”
It settles down to truths few: we are one, we are born of a Grand Singularity, we are the same in all that matters.
Listen my friend and you shall not hear from politics and such a great asperation of joy and compassion, of a humanity where beauty and creativity rule for then there is no place for a Vova and his kin. Yes, he was bought by the school KGB, but we kid ourselves if we think we are far enough ahead to rest, for there are no laurals when slaves and garguantan wealth are the norm.
No, my friend, despite the large hadron collider, besides the enormanity of billions set aside our of reach, of those who put the produce of wealth at our feet, but remain divisable and invisible.
If you were to imagine all that we know were contained in a sphere enormous and asked what is missing, I will tell you the conundrum: it cannot be put into words nor can I explain the miracles that make a greater sphere possible, although there are hints.
Through thousands of years, since our hunter-gatherer life, thought has been added and codified left and right. Now quarks and leptons reveal the quantum, and Chopin and Mahler help us cross the next divide but from all that there is missing a very old virtue called courage, to make an assertion that beyond what we know, beyond the revealed lie great new fields for I just read for the first time the words of freedom from a child just eleven who spoke the truth of kindness that I have never heard so clearly articulated that it brought to mind from the bible that a child shall lead us.
We do not teach that we are all of one race, all from Afracians descended; all of one brain with no favors amended to the DNA we are born with. No. Forever we are divided by imagined religions, by the need of pride that we or we or we are the chosen and so forever we divide ourselves between Christ and Alah or thousands of other gods or differentians that suit our whims to give each tribe that which it seeks, to be different and above all, not meek. And above all a desire to be “Chosen.”
It settles down to truths few: we are one, we are born of a Grand Singularity, we are the same in all that matters.
Listen my friend and you shall not hear from politics and such a great asperation of joy and compassion, of a humanity where beauty and creativity rule for then there is no place for a Vova and his kin. Yes, he was bought by the school KGB, but we kid ourselves if we think we are far enough ahead to rest, for there are no laurals when slaves and garguantan wealth are the norm.