Once Purified

There is a knowledge held by those
Who bloom within undue prestige
An academic type of mode
Undeserved and yet bequethed
By the rest of humanity

Yet who decided long ago
That man was wise; a demi-god?
We then assumed that we could know
And earthen roads the uncouth trod
Our books surpass the barren sod

So many voices in such disarray-
My God, this life I lead is smothering
I shall not trust in dreams decayed
When I feel as though I'm weathering
The disillusioned suffering

It will not do to leave them all
Just those who remain ever-blind
Love must surrender to the call
Of love itself; beyond the mind
Born of God in nature's sign

Though masses judge still unaware
Our values differ, yet I'm not alone
Although I seem to have left all care
I know those cares are not my own
I know their world is not my home

I'll return again once purified
My perspective mine, solidified

Author notes

I often wonder if Alexander Supertramp thought in much the same way that I do. I believe that the intelligentsia, while quite adept within their own world, have made a dangerous and false assumption that they have a handle on the world. It is as though they feel that because they are the smartest, their values must therefore be the wisest values of all. Plato once summarized this attitude perfectly. In fact, it is not just the intellectual leaders who feel as though their values are the best, it seems that everyone has an opinion. And, because they are afraid of being proven wrong, they project their values upon others and then proceed to make judgments. In Alexander's journey, there was never a person that he met who was not guilty of "knowing better". From his parents, to the hippies, to the old man, to the "experienced Alaskans", they all passed judgment on either his actions or his person. Some judgments were positive others were negative, all were misled. Alexander discovered something that very few people ever do, he discovered that it doesn't matter how smart or how experienced a person is, they can never really have a full grasp of how things really are. He discovered it is impossible for a human to ever have a monopoly on truth, and this included himself. It is no wonder that he became greatly offended by his parents trying to impose their "American Dream" upon him. It is no wonder that he acted with a bemused knowingness towards all those who were well-wishers. It is no wonder that he planned to return to the world after he had figured out what his perspective would be. I believe that Alexander Supertramp was in search of his frame-work for thinking and that he felt he could only find that once he was mentally and physically distanced from the rest of the world. Once he was able to get a grasp on his take - while fully aware that it was only his take - he would be able to return into the world, able to handle everyone else's take. But then, maybe this is just my judgment on him, and maybe I have it all wrong. Maybe he just liked nature.