Mediating the world, ourselves. How can intentions expressed as words, as images, create the reality we are living?
Within the film of my life I create the story I am living.
That story also shapes outer events. The world coheres to my version of it.
Do you understand that
the world
is a mass hallucination?
That we have agreed
to hallucinate it this way
and we teach our children.
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
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yes. yes. yes.
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I read an article about a teacher who no longer wants to teach Thanksgiving as a romanticized communion between the Native Americans and the Pilgrims, but rather as the beginning of the theft of land. The teacher...isn't appreciated by the local community. They prefer the hallucination.
ReplyDeleteHugs to you, Brenda...your posts are so beautiful, lyrical. Happy Thanksgiving. :)
:) Now I didn't just hallucinate two beautiful women did I?
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Hey, Stray... yes!