To Be or Not to Be

To Be or Not to Be

A Poem by Siddartha Beth Pierce

Perhaps we are

earth and all

a simple atom

within a greater entity.

 

This might prove

the absence of reality

as we know it.

 

Does grass green

scream

when we cut it

so silently

that we can not hear it

then does that mean

the call from the blade

does not exist either

as it is living too

it seems

or are these dreams

of reality

as we believe

them to be.

 

These things we think

to be true

could perhaps be a falsehood

a hoax

a mirage

for one and all

to make sense

of something

so abstract as even

the thought of reality

is to me.

 

The feel of June

on a summer afternoon

could this be

unreal

and placed here to

simply entertain us.

 

Although

a feeling of love

a smell

is that real

or all a concoction

of the mind

to make sense

of the dreamscape

that we live in

forever still I ponder

Reality

may not be

or is a construction

of desire

to make sense

of a world in which

there are so many

atrocities

sufferings

and fewer moments in time

as the clock chimes

counting out the rhythm

of our days

in moments

less full of splendor

but warm, soft, ache

sweet, hate, pain

are no more reality

than is the word

Reality

which means you see

or so they say

fact.

 

Well then

what of opinion

or fiction?

 

Do the blind

see reality

or are they also

deaf and mute

and believe not in

its existence

because they can not see.

 

Either way

reality

is as true as a dream

at night

and is as fleeting

as the words and memories

meant by an

Alzheimer's patient.

 

 

© 2008 Siddartha Beth Pierce


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Or do the blind see past the veil to the 'real' truth. One hopes that many of the atrocities and suffering is in fact illusions and not reality. One day we will gain the vision to see the truth and such suffering will have to end. This is a well written pensive and searching piece, mine was quite a bit more self-centered, but maybe universal in it's application. Nice piece.

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Love your potery my sweet dear friend! ~Mariposa~

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Sigmund Freud wrote, "I am, therefore I must be." I think the world is probably infinit in both directions. There is no smallest or bigest anything. Which takes precedence over the other, which is more important, our world, or a world we cannot see? In our world we know we are, therefore, we must be. I love reading things that open up a load of philosophical thoughts, not that I'm a philosopher, or a deep thinker. You tied thoughts together, weaving them magically.

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I do not find this as deep as you may want me too because I feel I'm living just on the edge of Alzheimer's as it is. If you find reality the only plane upon which we exist then you still have a ways to go before you can start believing in anything. I'm sorry I should not stand on my soap box when given a review. I like this very much and would like to read more. I will do just that. Your style leaves me a bit short but it is a true sort. That unto itself is worth working with. One of the scientist at the Manhatten project (Where the "A" bomb was made) gave a rendishtion of what he felt the Human Existence was all about. He said that each of us was made of atoms that were made of smaller atoms and so on until we at our present location are on planes that go on forever. Your work brings that back to me. Thanks

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you mix abstract and reality into a perfect blend of cosmos. Wonderful.

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I like the way this is put together. It is a paen of praise and yet a longing. A beautiful list of words that move so well together. What is the reality? I understand the Alzheimers reference all to well. The ultimate cruelty of a perhaps uncaring nature.

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OMG So many questions and Ideas here. Love the questioning of reality and the falsehoods of our beliefs. Perhaps more true are the facts we avoid in order to believe in our reality. I read your poems like we are strings plucked together making the same sound.

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An interesting question I asked myself once imagine us being just a world with in a world Such as Horten hears a who

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The last verse jumped out and bit me :) loved it

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A great peace! Reality even if we think we know what it is. It might not be the real truth. The media lies on what reality really is. You might think that you know what it´s really going on a event. for say, a crash or a war in another country. What we know as reality might not be the truth. A great piece you got here!

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ohmigosh. I simply love how this raises the question of: "is it real?" and "how do you know it's there?", things like that!!

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