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A Search For Idealism

Going within the shrine of my heart's hidden mind, In things without, the truth I often do not find; I dream of greatness. This I expect in others. As each, in life, have individual druthers...! The facts of my universe are truly well-known, I should meditate on my true forms clearly shown; 'Cogito Ergo Sum' - Descartes so proudly said. Mind and body are not one. Thus, he went ahead...! I love dear Plato, for his world of ideas. He gave us Platonic love, highest from above; No flesh in it; none touches before hearts touch, Only such love can free me from every grim clutch...! I do love and respect Aristotle, the great, Who reduced truths forms to a great idea- bait; Knowledge comes from within the realism does hold. To unrealities, often, my conscience is sold...! Metaphysical epistemological, Each philosopher, for me, has been logical; Excellence in beauty and divine perfection, Is there, to idealism, any exception...? Socrates accepted the bitter cup offered, For his idealism he did greatly suffered; Who he did not ever in his life influence? Each heart and mind should flow in his great confluence...!!! 19 January 2023

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