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Poetry: perspective and truth: partial, impartial, part, and whole: prose poems

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perspective

  

Beware of the smallest fragment of recognition, of conceptual acceptance. Hold that whatever allows you respite will conquer you forever. Chide the barren offering. Desecrate the soft ontologies. Disparage without postulation. Do not prop yourself up with myth or symbol.

Who can remember? Who can forget? Who can brave the loneliness of a mind divorced of all occurrence? Who can embrace what cannot be fathomed, by not fathoming? Not us, for we are the lame ones, sonorously bragging of our fancier and fancier crutches; pathetically we stagger, and then pride ourselves on what supports us. Set us upon our own two feet and we shall fall, and fall. Then let us fall. We must rely on nothing, expect nothing, and strive for nothing.

 

One must stand alone, stabilized by nothing the mind can adhere to, or one merely leans ...one does not stand.

One who is fed intravenously all his life has neither the ability to cook, nor to feed himself. Not even the ability to hunger.

One who seeks belonging in the world becomes a veterinarian. One who does not, becomes a dog.

 

 

truth

  

            Everyone is in a huge stadium, peering through binoculars which they have forgotten they are using, towards differing areas of the field. And since everyone sees different aspects of the singular show they all argue endlessly about what they see, and no one knows that everyone is right, and everyone is wrong.

 

Truth would not be irrelevant except that the truths one knows, because one knows them, are not as important as the truths one does not know, because one does not know them.

Know thyself? What more redoubtable impossibility could be set before mankind? What more humiliating project could one unwittingly undertake? It is as if the whole intention is to expose a person's inadequacy, for the best way to humble someone is to demand of them an impossibility; as if realization is but an amorous man, imagining away his own impotency, until stumbling, inadvertently, upon his wife's unmentioned dildo.


 

 

(excerpted from THE DREAM OF BEING: aphorisms, ideograms, and aislings, by Jack Haas)

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Books by Jack Haas,

Autobiography, Memoir, Spirituality, Mysticism, Comparative Religion, Poetry, Art, Photography.