An Act of Seeing

An Act of Seeing

A Poem by Einstein Noodle

When the Mind's Eye Is Blind - Scientific American
from "When the minds eye is blind" - Scientific America

An Act of Seeing

woolen eye lids dry as desert gray
dung beetles scratching out imaginative existence
silly orbs playing tricks

i was eating clam spaghetti in white rue sauces and
drinking some exotic, frozen ................................
crystal-
sweet elixir with
coarse grain sugar clinging to the frosted rim

like boxcars to the track

I guess some things are just a mystery
E.
02/26/2023

© 2023 Einstein Noodle


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There are dreams and dreams within dreams; daydreams, nightmares and moments of sheer nostalgic recall. What do we see? What do we want to see? Do the street signs hang like art or garbage in the breeze? We can look and not see or see and not fully comprehend. The pixilated dot becomes clearer the further we move away and it joins the scheme of a bigger picture. But we can never get the perspective of the whole because we are part of the picture.

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

thank you so much for your thoughtful comments Mr. Franklin! i so appreciate and agree with everythi.. read more
FGFRANKLIN

1 Year Ago

Love the Moody Blues by the way...my favorite by them is Question. I love the line in the break wher.. read more
Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

yes .. i think they represented the transcendental among us back then .. such a lot of searching min.. read more



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A playful write written cleverly. Love your style E.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

thank you thank you thank you!! my stuff is not for everyone, which i can appreciate .. i feel happy.. read more
Ladysue

1 Year Ago

My pleasure E.
I hope that came with an order of cedar bay biscuits
Love those things :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

cedar bay biscuits .. now that sounds like something i need to experience :)))) thank you always for.. read more
Somehow, I suspect there is a connection between that sweet green elixir and the dry woolen eyelids. Been there myself.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

:) ,,, well now friend ... what green elixir might that be .. never mind .. i've watched Moulin Roug.. read more
The mystery is who is your connection?

Winston

Posted 1 Year Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

it was a restaurant on the bay in San Diego ;))))))))))
thanks so much always for your commen.. read more
Have to love it when our "train" derails and the crystals "dissolve". I've lived this one too E., shared memories.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

i somehow know that Chris .. i think we have some links we do share ... past and present .. life and.. read more
The mysterious brain waves that Einstein Noodle rides. After a second read I decided this was some sort of science experiment.

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Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

:) .. a little wool, spaghetti and sugar and ... viola! ahahaha! love your review Sir William .. it .. read more
“silly orbs playing tricks”. Yes.
“Tuesday afternoon…I’m just beginning to see”…. Love this song E. Your strikingly evocative poem hauntingly captures a resonant moment in time. Senses dictate the scene and your imagery is so keen. A drink, a peek, a “mystery”…I get lost in this. Kudos.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

yes .. i love that song too .. Moody Blues were avant garde among all those rebels of the 60s .. wha.. read more
Like hearing but not listening, some can look past the outer veneer and peer deeper into the void with a view to at least try to grasp a modicum of knowledge from the swirling pool of nature and the beyond..

Inspiring brevity E. 😎

Posted 1 Year Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

thank you so much, Tom! there is grace in the struggle isn't there?! i couldn't agree more .. we hav.. read more
Sometime you just got to except the way things are and go with the flow or end up left behind on a hill with a marked grave with your name on it. Sorry I was having a spaghetti Clint Eastwood moment. I love the moody blues by the way and your poem was excellent.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

thank you for checking the music and poem my friend ... Moody Blues remain at the top of my "back in.. read more
Wow! Stream of consciousness at its best, my friend! The imagery is surreal and it's nice to see another poet's mind wanders the backroads and hilltops like mine does! Love the artwork Lydi**

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Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

i felt very blessed to find the art work .. it was what i was looking for :))))))))))) thanks ever f.. read more

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