Existentialism In The Ultramodern Western Paradigm

Posted: March 20, 2013 in Poetry, Prose, Uncategorized
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Indra,
the web that connects consciousness;
all of us waves,
rising and falling back into the ocean,
barely measuring on the spectrograph of time.

This world is a trip when seeing it through the eyes of a lifetime.
microcosm/macrocosm;
the opening eyes of a child.
One day seeing the difference
in those that once grew with us:
getting sick,
getting old,
dying.

Experience experiences till one day the world is different.
No longer suffice to just exist.
They say there’s little room in the world we live in.
Need reasons to justify existence.
Personal validation for years of procrastination.
We try to find something  bigger than ourselves.
Something to give us reason amid such madness.
A reason to get out of bed.
Something beyond the sadness and dread.
Some become parents.
Live for their children.
Some fall in love, use drugs, practice art.
Some fall in love with making money.
Some all the above.

You’re a big girl now.
Swimming with the sharks now,
in waters so foul.
Scarcity for some,
others abundant.
A world of have’s and have not’s.

The particulars of reality:
Does it have to be this way?
Is it even real?

A whispered din of conspiracies circles the open air.
Terrible rumors that make far too much sense.

Building a fence.
A monologue of dissent built to near psychosis.
Paranoia and schizophrenia
opening dialogues.

Intellectual mechanics tell us of not only of the possibility,
but of the probability of the existence of the multi-verse.
There’s been breathtaking theoretical mathematical formulas;
metaphysical,
through the 21st century traversed,
rehearsed in scriptural verse.
Somehow evolution/s been reversed.
Quantum physics is the vanguard in a paradigm so flawed.
A nature that can never be divine.
In our reflections are the faces of god.
Believe it or not,
matter does not proceed consciousness.
Consciousness dictates reality.

So why is my consciousness not driving my reality?

Either there is a supernatural/divine being;
or there is another human being,
governing my reality.

I know I am real.
I believe that you are real.
That this experience we are sharing is really reality.
I have faith it is real.
Because our suffering feels real.

Why all this time imagining the intricacies of our suffering
if so easy to end and to mend?

Who has this absolute control over reality?

Let us say that my consciousness manifests my reality:
I don’t want to suffer in my reality;
I’m thinking it away right now;
yet, in my reality the pain still lurks.

But I don’t think physics is wrong.

Only my ability to manifest my reality is being vetoed by
the executive/bureaucratic/legislative powers
of someone or something other than me.
The manifestation of our reality has been hijacked.

Deep down,
we know this, man.
So why is  no one taking a stand?
Descartes gives little security, I think therefore I am?!

We need to control ourselves completely.
No amenity for the atrocities stealing from our autonomy.

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Comments
  1. Great stream of consciousness about the visceral realities of human life. The key is in “ourselves”…….yes! Great write Carl!

    • Been on Rimbaud’s later work a lot lately. Speak the prose fluently as to blur the division between it and poetry, thus freeing up a lot of energy to concentrate on content as opposed to the structure of it. Sometimes I really wonder who came up with these rules for art and why we even regard these standards. Hope all is well. Had to start cooking again for lack of funding, in turn, delaying the process of the second book.

      • Yes know what lack of funding is like, but keep at being creative, it pays off in the end in so many ways beyond the monetary. Take care Carl 🙂 ~~ Angela

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