Easy as one two three

 

Easy as one found somewhere before two multiplying to three and finishing backward into zero – but back to square one where the world begins, I began as one egg and one swimmer that merged not into two but finding its singularity in the multiplicity – me. You, you began as one two, one of what we won’t go into I don’t doubt a pain in the a*s from the womb to the world. Taking a step back farther into the oblivion from which the world dragged its newborn weariness from the depths of one big BANG! growing larger encompassing and multiplying into stars and galaxies and planets outside this egocentric orbit we call earth one growing into millions billions quadrillions infinities of –illions left out of the general equation once man started equating himself with the revolution/ evolution of my world. From all of this spouts logic and reason, philosophy and religion like consciousness blew its load into our minds creating duality; good and evil, love and hate, beauty and the ugliness of the soul – the soul alone! Can you find a bigger fit of two than a man and his soul? The things done in furtherance, the deeds committed to justify, the endless bloody search for the ethereal – a crusaders path littered in treasured families, a countess bathing in virgin blood seeking her soul’s surface, soulless savages being crushed in colonial grips, missionaries beating their bibles across black brown red yellow blue green purple back, high-flying technology crumbling towers in fanatical devotion – seeing self and soul as separate entities to merge with another and their imaginary playmate, the immersion of the soulmate in culture – you know Cro-Magnon man didn’t care about whether or not the woman he was dragging around was his soulmate and that tom cat marking every other tree isn’t either – superstition and religion created the soul, culture has simply propagated our delusions – since, on the subject of religion complicating the one we come to three. A trinity a side not to superstition the basis of religion, the father son and the ghost of christmas past. Is there anything to add to the diatribe of two that would make three any more complicated? No. Complications abound in the easiness of one two three.

Reviews

[JRB]

superstition and religion created the soul, culture has simply propagated our delusions ,
i see a lot in this write. i really enjoyed the read,
Jan/uisiom