Showing posts with label psychology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label psychology. Show all posts

Friday, August 4, 2017

Learned


We have become wiser by (re)placing knowledge,
the study of science and acquisition of hard facts behind 
the gauzy veil of superstition, making senses agree to co-
here.

When we look up our horoscopes, we know it means superficially,
and specifically, something general about us and all others
born under the same stars, the same fate awaits us 
under the same moon,
for Now by proximity.

Where some of us are the observers and some are the affected,
which results in the observed being aware of observation through
filters like sieves, discarding the detritus and cause. 

As in the non-medicinal biology of our physiology
and newly altered chemical psychology,
originally the study of the soul, which moved up to mind
which won't be found, locally hovering over us.

The cause of all actions, dreams and motivations, 
are electrochemically bound to the nobility of gasses produced
and what cannot be seen is still ingested, gravity rolls in waves
to tip the harmonic float of equipoise in irony. 

Under all this entropy, chaos left a scathing impression
Of being busy and all amalgamated, diffused and placed
as a foreign body, easily pushed out over time
as a known irritant that refuses to fade away. 

And we realized it was there for a reason,
the whole time it was up to us,
which changes things intensely,
which overloads the first mover
who would be wiser to let go of certainty
by welcoming the only clear way
where stars have the room to line up
and fall, to burn out after emitting all
opalescence.

Pennies sink and still shine, unenvious of temperature,
windows will fly open in desperation for fresh cool air,
we were stuck thinking and suffocating, 
awaiting a breeze 
that breaks in and ransacks the soul
inside out
in any given broad day light
we were willing to learn from the past, 
but still collected worthless things
for others to admire.
We forgot on purpose 
what makes desire. 


Artwork (brush and watercolor on off-white paper) By Creator:Luis Falero [CC0], via Wikimedia Commons.

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