Before we learned to count
Gazing at the lone belly button
Contemplating one's navel
Meditation was a private affair
What need had we of punctuation?
Now we are one plus one
Gazing at the communal belly button
Contemplating ones' navel
Rejecting exclusionary self-meditation
Necessity is the mother of punctuation.
A UNIFYING CRUSADE.
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The enemy. What will unify our divided nation? On the left and on the
right, everyone is asking that question; but of course the only answer they
come up w...
22 hours ago
comma toes?
ReplyDeleteI just noticed that the first words of each line can be read as their own secret message:
ReplyDelete"Before gazing—contemplating. (Meditation.) What now? Gazing, contemplating: rejecting necessity."
This is wholly unexpected, and altogether grand! "What now? Gazing, contemplating: rejecting necessity" not only summarizes my Intended Plan for the Near Future (i.e. studying philosophy), but suggests a new direction for my monologues (i.e. imbedded clandestine communications), both of which seem related to one another in a mystical, Möbiuslike way.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Craig!