Poem: Delusions and Eidolons
They laid claims to their versions of reality,
while ignoring our claims to the same;
They belittled what they didn’t understand:
we belittled what they thought they knew.
They lived in their fantasy worlds
we lived in our versions of reality,
all equally at odds with each other,
all equally quite wrong about it all.
We urged each other to venerate
the figments of our own imaginations,
elevating our respective illusions
into pathetically pedantic pantheons.
We demanded that they genuflect
to the idols we chose to worship
while refusing to acknowledge
the gods they worshipped instead.
Lost in the dogma,
trapped in allusions,
infused with the delusions
that we called our eidolons.
koshersalaami
11/16/2022 @ 11:22 pm
I like this one
Jan Sand
11/18/2022 @ 8:59 pm
The word reality is quite deceptive since no one understands ality. Reality is a remake of ality which is far too evasive for humans whose inherent cleverness assembles so many alternatives that we must settle on whatever fantasy seems pragmatically useful until it proves to be a nuisance.
JP Hart
01/20/2023 @ 2:33 pm
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holy scroll roll baby roll row row medium is the barrage 24/7 quantifies Times 168 almost heaven I hear her voice: wake me when it’s convertible weather seven seas eleven peaks never a weak week sleet synchronous / sunset supper on the stove MAN-U-SCRIPT: whirling WORD bots blotch BLATHER batter boss boik bass bravado test test esp emc twice ^ cataracts catbalLoo (additional six strings) theoretically sticks and stones or seek sleep. While my guitar. Once upon a time. Careful it’s hot.