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The way I see it is not often
the point of view from which
I see it. Like an earthquake
the objects shifts; new
evidence makes the edges
glitter with undeniable existence
and non-existence simultaneously.
.
I wake up to the sun, then ponder
is Sol actually creating the light
or an odd sort of second coming? What
is obvious often lives in speculation.
Clear as day becomes muddied. First
impressions are good things and bad.
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The way I see the rest of existence
is another matter, exclusively. I share
that with few or none. I hope this finally
closes the subject of crystallinity
and sends the inexplicable into
perfectly oblivious confusion.
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allets
05-08-12
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Sorry lady A, but I need to
Sorry lady A, but I need to know more about this "crystallinity" thang. Speculation cries out amid this "obvious" confusion for an answer ... or at least, elaboration.
My Secret River
Belatedly
It's the "thang" - the quest as an articulation and metaphor for truth. Layered, unveiled slowly over decades, sometimes centuries. What we see today, tomorrow receives a transparency of new revelations and data to reform the way in which the POV shifts and sees anew. That is the best I can do to elaborate and end speculation. (okay?) I'm rewriting all my poems and ran into your marvelous comment. After finishing the laughter and smirking, I had to explain myself. I am not explanable, most days, so hey. The inobviousness is because my muse was drunk that day. - :D slc