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Tonight, the Oneness of Things

Written on 08/02 at 02:33 AM by Andy Posner 0 comments

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It is late and my mind should be drifting through the colorful abyss of deep sleep, yet instead i find that tonight sleep will not come.  I am like a hungry flower who dreams of bees so ardently that all thoughts of pollen and nectar disappear; the world for which I long has crumbled into a fine mist of cool air and gentle breezes.  Everywhere around me I see an endless expanse of elemental forces populated by all that is imagined and imaginable.  The gap between what is and what could be is more immense than any bridge, and spans a gauntlet of sorrow, deprivation, ugliness and injustice.  Looking into the dead of night I strain until light emerges from darkness, and my body burns with a tectonic passion, shifting the plates that divide just from unjust until all is made whole again.

I feel a ferocious desire to be a poet and a monk, to explore and to contemplate, to salute beauty and solve sorrow.  The very nature of existence stings me like a sandstorm that then abates, revealing a perfectly sculpted dune in the middle of an ocean of pulverized rock.  A force that pervades all living things like some sort of never ending lightning bolt passes through the veins in my body and the synapses in my brain; it is a passion that murders me repeatedly, as though bliss were a wave washing up dead on the shore, only to be dragged back to sea to die again.



Life As A Lucid Dream

Written on 07/01 at 07:11 PM by Andy Posner 2 comments

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I’m currently reading a book on physics titled ‘The Goldilocks Enigma: Why is the Universe Just Right for Life?’ by Paul Davies which, as with almost any book I read on science, philosophy or religion, has me thinking about the nature of existence, the universe and mortality.  In particular, a quote in the first chapter reminded me of a thought I’ve often had: that life is like a lucid dream, or a video game in which the parameters are limitless, and one is free to roam the world as one wishes.  Here is the quote:

“Somehow the universe has engineered, not just its own awareness, but also its own comprehension.  Mindless, blundering atoms have conspired to make not just life, not just mind, but understanding.  The evolving cosmos has spawned beings who are able not merely to watch the show, but to unravel the plot.  What is it that enables something as small and delicate and adapted to terrestrial life as the human brain to engage with the totality of the cosmos and the mathematical tune to which it dances?”



Hush, Hush, Oh Heart!

Written on 04/27 at 07:33 PM by Andy Posner 0 comments

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Hush, Hush, Oh Heart!

hush, hush, oh heart,
wake not the world with your ranting and raving;
the moon for which you long can hear you
even in your occasional silence,
like a sound wave tearing through space
towards the eardrum of some distant, blissful place.

hush, hush, oh heart,
your secret is safe with me.  The key
is hidden in every atom of every drop
of every instant that you pound ferociously
against the four walls of Death;
one day the moon will find you
And set free the music in your muscles.