Archive for September, 2013

a very still creature; and
I want this to write itself

Events are not just lived
as they arise,

thought can stand in our way
like repetition.

And safety is an oddity that I
don’t pretend to know myself.

Don’t fact check your life.
Where is the perfect you.
Where are you broken.

In some other part of your mind that was a friend?
Exception to the rule noticed my hiding place.

What young joy are you living through that I never had? What
was stolen from me.

Let me see with love the thief once again.
One might hate these poetries yet

the point is to live not die,
and come home hand in hand.
You asked for an undeniable protection, and that
no one could refuse.

Who is the unknown?
How does she live like that?

Do I know the in between.
Do I detest the hidden.
Am I worthy

of the moment my love gave me back to myself.

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What kind of love did you always want since your youth.
What words would you ever give up for a dream.
I would cut off my own head if I could
and save the world some misery.

As a story you buried in your back yard
birds flew over it without suffering,
none of what most enchanted you left behind.
Like your own skin under the pear tree sunk in the mud.

These are the things I’ve previously left unspoken.
They taught me a simple story of life.
The first cannot proceed without the last.

What do you want to not want to want?

Sometimes I wake up angry and wonder
if I can no longer live with myself.
With the nature of the way things are.

If you are unhappy about your life just
let it be a mystery. Make something up.

Do I have to draw you a map?

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When Beethoven wrote revolutionary pieces like the Op. 13 sonata, he certainly was misunderstood by his contemporaries. Was he trying to be misunderstood? He clearly refused the pieties of his generation, and corrupted the youth of his community. Was that, his intent?

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It seems to me that the question of whether we can step in the same river twice goes to the question of how we relate to our own “reason.” The capacity in question is what contemporary psychology calls executive function – the ability to plan, prioritize, categorize, critique, abstract, reflect, remember, shape emotion, etc, etc. It seems clear that these capacities helped certain of our ancestors pass on more copies of their genes to subsequent generations, which is “why” we think this way. However, the question “do these capacities correspond to some objective reality?” is a question that is impossible to answer. So: take your pick. Or: tailor your answer to your goals.

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