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.
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.
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
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.
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.
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!