Friday, January 6, 2017

The Imperial Division of Knowledge

Keep on dividing, disoriented one. 
Split a universe and the world appears. 
Split an atom and all hell breaks loose.
As above and so below.

Like looking for truth with science is
like sailing the sea with ice skates,
like looking at the sun with sun-colored glasses,
like a surgeon cutting open her own chest
to heal her patient’s heart.

As white is the presence of all color
and black is the absence of light,
fear is never object-oriented
and love does not objectify.

So how does it feel to be on your own
living in the last house at the end of the world?

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