Epigone of -Isms, -Ologies and -Acies
belonging to one of many a School of Thought
one merely seconds the notion...
Notion...notioN...
NotioN -- echoes from a chasm
of mirrors which neither casts
an accurate image or sounds
quite the same.
if deemed a Perfect Soul --
by the imperfect souls --
one could create a new
School of Thought among the Remainders
and become another grain of sand
along the shore of the ocean of Communication
and Understanding which crests and flutters
with a god bitten amplitude.
(to appease the Machiavellian and atheist
with the idea of "god" before "bitten amplitude,"
one substitutes the notion with "limit" or "limitlessness.")
it goes on in a cycle to say
that communication
can either choose words for meaning
something -- limit --
or choose silence for meaning
everything -- limitlessness.
this the Epigone decides
where to lie among or over contradictions.
Copyright © Effie Blake | Year Posted 2006
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