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Saturday musings
Saturday musings~~
The
dance of seeming
opponents
which separation
makes apparent~
may suggest the
end of the gold
sought in separation~
Blood
flows apparently
and does not~
without not
the flow is lost~
Nothing
cannot be named
but the naming
of something
may seem
good enough~
Everything
is incalculable
even something~
consequently
not knowing is
free to know
and not know~
Doing
is the suggestion
for progress~
working on a path
to the better~
it appears that way~
Faulty
are all words
in expressing
the inexpressible~
the prison bars
of confinement
and freedom~
Clockwork
seems the story
which time
captures~
interpreted as
suffering and
freedom
without escape~
religion
often compared
unfavorably with
nature~
and of course
the same
in reversal~
until both are
found as
appearances
simply arising~
electricity
has never been
identified but
as unknown~
neither has
anything else~
nightfall
suggestions
of rest and
romance~
an emptiness
brimming with
stories~
AI
is sweeping
storyland~
telling tales
seemingly
without effort
and time~
nothing may
seem new~
permanence
may seem as
an anchor to
incessant movement
and insistence~
these words reflecting
turmoil and hope
standing for all stories
seeming to mask
unconditional freedom~
experts
seem as plentiful
pointing to paths
for fulfillment~
and sometimes to
paths never ending~
undermined it seems
by an emptiness
of all words~
faith and works~
death in
separation~
and life as
both and neither~
birdsong
a pleasantry
of a moment~
a deception of
its eternity
or not~
Copyright ©
Charles Coon
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