"We pass the word around; we ponder how the case is put by different people, we read the poetry; we meditate over the literature; we play the music; we change our minds; we reach an understanding. Society evolves this way, not by shouting each other down, but by the unique capacity of unique, individual human beings to comprehend each other." - Lewis Thomas

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

The Clouded Mind

In the ashes of the clouded mind,

The smoke rings truth
And the in ruins of society
We find symbols of ourselves
Reflections of what is
Of what could be
And of what should be.

I have witnessed
The second coming of love
Lived through the emptiness
Felt the curses of the sky,
That ever watching looking glass
Forced to relive life after life
Like a flame bouncing along a log.

Clouded thoughts
Distorted desires
Resonating reflections
Witnessing the endless recesses
The depths of images
Residing in each thought
As the wind breaks the waves.

It is here in the darkness,
The stone faces of the past
Echo amongst each other
Noise rebounding off of noise
A tidalwave of ignorance
Against the ruins of perception.

"We all see each other in the same light as we see ourselves." - Authors note 30

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