Even in utter skepticism, dogmatism reigns as a quiet form,
a contradiction, where we escape in the beliefs of nothing.
If only life were that simple, if only ... you force feed to believe.
If only the desert wasteland of physical "things" granted us solace -
or kindness, or any other subjective and inter-subjective word.
Plagued by the need to compartmentalize the subjective,
squeezed tightly into the objective realm of time and space.
We decay, after-all, a heart is a heart - chemical actions / reactions!
Yet, somehow I manage to look into my toddler's eyes ...
It's there .. a spark, unconditional love -
Silence, my ego wades in the treacherous waters of relative subjectiveness.
The struggle, logic, rationale all fade to nothingness.
I feel, as if I've never felt before, and it all just seems to make sense.
Is more an emergence of pre-analytical data .. =)
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Ah Brian!
Inevitably my thoughts are taken back to the time when you were still alone, and mourning, and writing bittersweet dark poems about life's sorrowful losses ... And now, here, you are looking into your toddler's eyes, and I rejoice and thank the Lord ... for: now you BELONG!
I am so glad for your experience of unconditional love! Yes: now it all just seems to make sense ... how accurate a phrase!
May you have much love and joy, Brian. I am so glad you are home!
Blessed be and much love, always.
Myra
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funny how things seem to come together like that, isn't it ?huh. wonderful write it flows nicely and is constructed in a way that fits the subject... My comments will get better I'm trying to knock some rust off - sarahlynn
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I can see the point you are trying to make
I`d say you try too hard to understand the Universal mysteries
Just relax, you`ll never do, no one has done yet
We can question all things, but unless we humble our selfs and seperate matter from spirit we`ll never find the awnsers.
The mysteries are very simple and stand there in front of us, for all to see
we dont see them because we are, know all idiots.
Otherwise a good write.
Regards.
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Follow up
Angelo,
I always appreciate comments, and welcome critical feedback. I do want to clarify a point. Your assumption is that I'm actually trying to define "universal mysteries". I rarely explain my work, however, your comment left me feeling like you may have missed what I was trying to relay.
I'll stay away from the "subjectives about self, humility, divinity, or any other wide range of views that various people have."
The point of the story, is that I, one who is deeply rooted in engineering, science, and "the method", often are consumed by all things "objective". My son often reminds me there are greater things than the world of flatland ideals. There is an actual "truth", probably many variants of truth (deeper conversation), but my natural inclinition is to not fight the subjective and leave the objective behind, simply from the glance of an innocent child who loves me unconditionally.
Unconditional, super subjective, is something I've long struggled with. Having a child changes everything, even for a person deeply rooted in science.
Hope that makes a little more sense. If not, well, I tried.
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Best Regards,
Brian
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Your poetry, in the past, has always sparked a feeling of release for me. Both in body and in spirit. And this is no different. As a lover of fine things, I can appreciate the middle section...The chemicals...The toddler's eyes...Time and Space...It is like a magazine cover that you immediately recognize and it stays with you always. Things that are spoken or completely inherent to ones cognitive functions. As a species it is are duty to look in the unknown. In the pictures that scatter about.
I have been away from your work for some time and it is like being reminded again of what makes you tick, Brian. Of what makes the heart strings come undone. I don't see this as a poem that needs a definitive critique, so, I'll simply say, when we wax philosophically, we are born again.
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I love this and I totally know the feeling! It seems like we try to rationalize everything in life or we try to be realist, but sometimes there are those moments that are so incredible that make us start to believe that magic is surely alive.
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Niiice
this was fantastic, I hope you know that. yes unconditional love, that one thing in the universe that defies and defines everything. thank you for waxing philosophical, I needed a break from the normal dribble.
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Creatress
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Very good write! I love it
Full of love and complete honesty. Keep it up! I'd love to read more!!!!
The One and Only...
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Introspectively Excellent
You never really see yourself, until you see yourself in the eyes of your child. Now, it's unconditional love, later it may (will) be unbridled honesty. And, though, yes the physical body begins it's decline at birth, propatation changes your view for life. At some point, even though you'll expire, you'll continue. And your world, for the moment, remains in sharper focus and what was once of great import, drops from the list.
Nice to see you back. And, btw...your little one is just adorable.
Maddie
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I think therefore I am
Brian it's so good to see you posting again. This is strong writing and the hallmark of a true analytical poet. Beg the questions and question the answers is what I say. And after all that is said and done one glimpse into the eyes of your offspring and it all seems so irrelevant does it not?
I trust all is well with you these days and that you are taking time to write more.
Much respect,
Henri
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maw
i read you poem and my heart drops its so Good LIKE some alien compred to my little pansy poems!!!! its got great emotive ways that invoke little images in my head but i didnt understand some of the words even though when i siad it it sounded nice on the tip of my toungue!!!
xox love me
p.s ur a really fantastic writer!! i hiope i have time to read some others!!
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