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The Poets Without Metaphor
You aren’t normal.
Your heart beats
Just as ours
The rythm alien
and shy of sync
They say you were vaccinated against the world.
You are certainly different, hold still your eyes
Where are your tools to break ice? These waters are deep.
Believe it not, it’s safer under. You’ll freeze to death out here.
Yet, you only shiver in our presence.
I know that’s a riddle.
All of this will be.
So many things are not what they are.
The iris is your event horizon. The pupil, an abyss.
I am but a blur in the cascading light on the rim of awareness.
But I see you looking somewhere. I sense you hearing someone.
There is wonder in your eyes.
What are these beautiful symmetries
this language you comprehend?
Where is this cache
to where your consciousness descends?
You return with gifts.
Of numbers and sound.
Of shape and color.
You return with secrets
whispered by Gaia herself.
The delight you have, when we understand.
When you are sensed and appreciated.
When you take a chance
and meet our gaze
in between blinks
It’s sometimes easier
To pretend you don’t exist
Flowing chemicals and words
That perplex and overwhelm
Unrefluent
But carry you away
Far from the shallows
Where many of us reside
Just below the ice
You are natures
True loves,
Only her eyes
Can you peer into
undress her,
tear at her seems.
And her whispers
You hear
Despite our screaming.
Her beauty, your art.
I know you’re lonely
But not as lonely as I thought
Funny,
The greatest translator of all
no one cares to understand
You are the Poets without metaphor
Jacob Sullum: In Defense of Drug Use
We are participating in the first great global dialogue. We voice our issues, share our convictions, we commune and dispute, and some of us even ask questions - all on an unprecedented scale. Nature has connected us and ultimately she will reveal herself through our symbols aligning us not in an ideology, but empathy. We’re the first intellectual species to have what it takes to prosper without the need to devour others - nature conserves complexity - and like the stars, she will not give this up.
Research shows that verbal abuse activates and disrupts the same part of the brain that experiences physical trauma. A cutting tongue is no mere metaphor to the mind. Our hands may be free of blood, but for many of us, our tongues are not.
- The man of faith climbed high yet fell
- The man of doubt climbed not at all
- To see all that can be seen
- We must be skeptics on our knees
- Faith is the student, Doubt is the teacher
The art of science is to discover truth. The politics of science is to manufacture truth.
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