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horse with no name
Posted: August 30th, 2012, 11:55 pm
by justwalt
spontaneous evolution, or of that mind,
itself, (without definition)... is designed,
all its worldly worth left far, far behind,
revolution long lost, its repute resigned~
all eyes on its illusion, causes it to fade,
to that condition, commonly portrayed,
out of that faith, plays into the charade,
passes the confusion, aptly displayed~
innocent to the state... or so it may seem,
day by day duty calls, to oil the machine,
cast in its own image, seeming a dream,
can't wrestle the self, or give up routine~
heavy hearted, the weight of that chain,
hopeless memories, just can't explain,
their assertations... systematically slain,
a paid invitation, to the same campaign~
wgs/8/12
Re: horse with no name
Posted: August 31st, 2012, 1:58 pm
by stilltrucking
excellent poem thank you
CAUGHT in the whirlwind of these war times, . . .Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead.
How to Look Death in the Eyes: Freud and Bataille
Re: horse with no name
Posted: August 31st, 2012, 3:38 pm
by dadio
Insightful and well written poem.
Re: horse with no name
Posted: August 31st, 2012, 8:32 pm
by justwalt
thanks you two... very many
as much as war resembles the theme,
it is more of the wars that fatigue the mind~
Re: horse with no name
Posted: September 1st, 2012, 4:03 am
by creativesoul
REALLY LIKED THIS- WELL WRITTEN-ALOHA
Re: horse with no name
Posted: September 1st, 2012, 9:51 am
by justwalt
mahalo nui loa, aloha oe
it's of the illusion, of the shadows that
dance on the cave walls, and of that
which is, but is not...
Re: horse with no name
Posted: September 1st, 2012, 1:50 pm
by creativesoul
perhaps our dreams are not illusions after all- and the life we embrace is what determined what is true and real- the best deal in town is = thriving inside as a chance to love in a new way- wild horses couldnt drag me away-
Re: horse with no name
Posted: September 1st, 2012, 11:50 pm
by stilltrucking
What ever they are; illusions come easy to me.
poor old Freud
he was the archaeologist of my soul for so many years
it is more of the wars that fatigue the mind~
Yes I wish I had left off the bit about the war. state sponsored despair.
what would I do with out the mystery of poetry and its deep insight
thank you for the poem.
Re: horse with no name
Posted: September 2nd, 2012, 12:13 am
by justwalt
perhaps our dreams are not illusions after all- and the life we embrace is what determined what is true and real- the best deal in town is = thriving inside as a chance to love in a new way-
I agree to all...
quantum reality... supports more than the eye will ever see,
more than words can say, or that our thoughts can convey,
there are answers found... without a question being asked,
dreams, love, free will, and the like, are mere descriptions of
the process... life... the deduction of which, unreliable, in that
existence itself, can barely be proven... mathematically.
illusion, and reality... is in the mind of the beholder
http://youtu.be/Tm4BrZjY_Sg