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not one, many
sometimes
we come together
but in the end
we come apart
into regression
a reverse infinite
nothing (no thing)
is missing
like a complete set
only to be added to
be supplemented
to start all over again
never coming to a close
identities
by difference
& differance
only in differences
that things (yes, things!)
shall contain in it
imperfect meaning
everything real
has a positive
equal value
called existence
un-equivalence
is our choice
our preference
our bias
our privileging
of a thing
over others
be it god
the self
the soul
or whatnot
that
is the nature
of me
a human being
think about it –
energy
is matter
is space
is time
while god
maybe 0
the world
is an integer
and nietzsche
may have
proclaimed
“god is dead”
but to me
“god is ‘nothing’
& the world is
everything”
from the world
came god and gods,
not the other way
as we might believe
i like god but
only in the same way
that i like harry potter
or purple unicorns
if god makes someone
a better person, i am happy
but i am annoyed when god
tells me i have to believe in him
it seems easier for god
to tell me these things
through others, and never
to speak to me directly
i am not worthy (they say)
to hear god’s voice
or to be graced
with his presence
or is it just
his presence
is in the word,
and word alone
either way
i like god
and, yes, i “know”
he likes me
look carefully
and everything will
show you its beauty
to you
it’s the world,
your world,
a kind of
definition
but one day
you will know
it cannot
define you
or even love
perhaps
when words
do not come
one
should keep silent.
is that not
its will?
if we think
only God forgives
then we are weaker
than we believe
forgiveness is
a matter of choice
not a given
just because
we are mortal
if we are willing
to forgive then
we have taken
the first step
to forgiveness
being willing
to some action
is something
we can do
that in itself is proof
we have the capacity
for forgiveness
some-thing
beautiful is
captured then
(re)arranged on
sensitive surface
becoming
an-other object
not a ‘you’ or ‘it’ but
an image and schema
without
time
place
essence
Recitations
Drowned out
By summer heat,
Rushing crowd.
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