Alienation

Social evil, one

Of harmful fragmentation,

Disruption, separation

Which sunders what must

Belong together; it’s a

Marxian theory

Deprived of social

Political coherence,

Turned inward, direct

Aspirations to

Transcendent elusive gods

Never responding…

Unhappy conscience,

Separated from its own

Essence…parodies

In which we are

Part and parcel, pretending

To be elated

By an exciting

Complex electronic world…

Eschew it you must! 

Doxology

Up, a doxology flew

To the pantokratoros;

Unanswered it’ll be!

The secret will be

Well preserved amidst chosen

Zealots, their credence

Well anchored in

All decrepit certitudes

Up to now sanguine…

Heaven is hell with

Us kowtowing to the wrong

Energy! A flaw!

Together

Perhaps it suits me

While perched on your brow, smiling;

Your mien says it all!

Thirst

Drink the well water;

Its refreshing assumptions

Will lift the dark veil…

Aesthetic judgement

Waves lapping at the hull

Made it a pleasant

Excursion except for

The atoned voice

Of the somewhat eager

Gondolier,

Light years away

From my

Vacationing mind,

And a surreptitious redolence

Everywhere breathing.

Experiencing aesthetic

Duress while

Attempting to be normal

In the ultimate tourist experience,

Can lead to some rather

Picaresque acumen!

Beauty attributes

A form of value

To something of whatever

Kind, distinguished

Both from the expression

Of subjective likes

Or dislikes and

From judgments

That ascribe an objective property

To this something judged.

Like subjective preferences

They must be made

On the basis of an experience

Of pleasure closely

Related to truth-claims…

Which leads me

To the same old question:

Is aesthetic judgment

Really necessary

To lead a fulfilling life?

Arches, canals like

A mind network,

Passing over water

Less than savory…

Beauty and decay intermingled;

Invasive fetid air

In a windless day!

Someone, please!

A muzzle for

Gondolier!

Buffoon

Druid in a significant parody

Of the self, duality of every being

In company of kings and queens,

In triumphant processions,  

Tragedies or comedies they are.

He is the other face of reality,

The acquired situation

That makes us forget easily.

He utters and often expresses

In a serious tone ordinary things,

And most grave occurrences

In a pleasant one;

He embodies our ironic conscience!

If he seems obeying,

It is while ridiculing authority

By an excessive alacrity.

If he reminds you

Of your shortcomings and your faults,

He does it bowing down

Obsequiously.

Despite his comical appearance,

He is our tattered conscience,

Well understood and assumed

Like our twin.

He is a factor of progress

And balance,

Especially when he disconcerts us.

He compels us to search

For inner harmony

At a superior level

Of integration.

He is the expression

Of our intimate multiplicity

And our hidden discordance.

He is all of us

At one time or another.

Passion

Wake up from slumber;

Stretch and yawn profusely;

Passion is near you!

Yahoos and Houynnhnms

Sky and earth tumbling,

Haplessly embraced in their

Laborious flight from

Their inhabitants,

Considering them Yahoos

Instead of Houynnhnm.

Swift invented the

Word for one confirmed reason:

Dim witted guardianship!

Abandonment

Term, rhetorical

In its essence, the absence

Of authority

In ethical or

Moral form, external of

Oneself; one might have

Expected to find

Such an authority in

Either religion

Or from a wrongly

Understood natural world

And discover that

There is none; it leads

One to feel abandoned,

A prelude to reach

Authenticity

In one’s life; autonomy

Of the real good will…

Prophetic trance

A sketch made by a

Wish in the fresco of my

Destiny, feeling

A prophetic trance

Brought by an egregiously

Acquired knowledge,

Sufficiently stuffed

With tremendous thunderstorms

To make me behold

Enlightenment in

Another self, sharing all;

Reserving nothing.

Le caméléon

Avec précaution

Ce sage ne fonce jamais

La tête baissée

Dans une intrigue.

Il en pèse le poids et les

Risques; un grand sage!

Le carré

Quatre points d’un tout

Circulaire; univers

Sacré et magique,

Pi en est le fils;

Trois, quatorze; son rôle

Partout évident.