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Contaminated

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("Contagion", 2020, original oil)

Contaminated

Everything we taste, see, hear, think and feel
Is taken in as a layer 
Upon layers within our mind
Adding to the library of imaginary things
Which makes us distinctly human
All too human.

This world of the collective unconscious
Is worse than any one imagination
Could imagine
A world of angels and demons 
Morphing in real time
As we, the collective
Write our novels, make our movies
Indulge silent fantasies and forbidden fruits
In the dark web of Mind.

Everything so consumed
Adds to this web
And adds to the collective weight
Of being human
The stuff of dreams
That end up nightmares.

This is the world our children inherit
The real world
Beneath the one we see
A world as old as time
Mythical in proportion
Dwarfing the fragile balance
Of what little we can handle
With all we know.

(12/29/23)

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Martin Braun

Date: 12/29/2023 9:53:00 AM

Interesting... a geologist told me, "the solution to pollution is dilution." Is this why space is so vast? An onion of a poem.

James Moore
Date: 12/29/2023 9:59:00 AM

Good point! (Your geologist friend was right - thus the lessened impact of something like the Fukushima melt-down!) With the collective unconscious, I'm not so sure, as humanity expands, if anything, it seems we each get a bit more contaminated...