Rationalism
There is no such thing as simultaneity
If events are displaced in space
Then they must be displaced in space/time
But simultaneity is imagined within perception
The big bang occurs at conception
Space opens outward internalizing a universe
And time is simply a measure of our displacement
From that moment
We are all drifting away from each other
Our heavenly bodies, our personalities
Apparently, the universe will become a cold
And remote place where nothing coheres.
But behind this world of sense
And substances to be experienced
Lies reality
It is not a spiritual reality
It is not experiential or psychological
It is mechanical
It is subject to the rigorous laws of mathematics
It is a blind and deaf place
Where myriad numbers multiply
The big numbers eating the little ones
Our living bodies express the coiled chemical
It combines and recombines
And it appears that this sensual world
Is only a product of those mechanics
And beauty itself appears as a trick of the senses
A routine, A flattery of specious breasts
And lilting voices
Saturday, February 5, 2011
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This poem is a response to the poem "Idealism." The part about "sense and substances to be experienced" recalls a bit from Newton's "Principia Mathematica:" I'm paraphrasing "The real world in which we live is not a world of substances, but is a world of atoms; with none but mathematical characteristics, and moving according to mathematical laws." The passage where beauty appears as a routine, or a flattery recalls Plato's "Gorgeous"--where Socrates says that rhetoric is no art at all but is a routine like cooking. Which is a way of flattering your food to make it appear better than it really is.
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