Sunday, November 23, 2014

Singular Heart Loves and Hates


You know these things as thoughts, but your thoughts are not your experiences, they are an echo and after-effect of your experiences: as when your room trembles when a carriage goes past. I however am sitting in the carriage, and often I am the carriage itself.
I am a man who thinks like this, the dichotomy between thinking and feeling, intellect and passion, has really disappeared. He feels his thoughts. He can fall in love with an idea. An idea can make him ill.
 Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra


Can this all be translated ?
All of that I see around
So many dreams, hopes
Beauty, art, love and love lost
Right words I can find
Much I can write
But it's all fleeting
And I forget to stop
A word only writes
And life goes on

What does all this mean to me ?
So many shapes and size
I try and fix designs
Should I open my third eye
Roam in the attics of my mind
Soon everything's so vague
To see a pattern
Of a lantern in the dark
Eyes only see
And life goes on 

I love the words and I hate them too
I see it not and I see it too
Same road, but it goes two ways
Singular heart loves and hates.

2 comments:

  1. Contrasting images ... love and hate ... beautifully written :-)

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