Philosophy Poetry Madness — Dust
There is a great noise in the world
That we want to stop our ears to
Plug them up with anything
To stop the chaosophony
It takes many decibels past deafening
To realize your silence and peace
Is so much chatter in the great resounding
So much adding zero to zero
Or color to the rose
A great noise everything emits
Like the alpha or the omega of speech
Even you, silent one, speechless one.
A human being-question chasing after both God and nothingness. The internet is a disaster, but our starlessness might teach us something. I welcome our constant experimenting with ourselves with open arms, for ultimately they are attempts of life at living and growing in life. My dwelling is in Key West, while the dwellings of my loves are Indiana, New Mexico, Texas, Massachusetts and Arizona. These spaces are nothing. Love abides and love embraces. View all posts by Richard Q
Love the Dust
Love the word “chaosophony”
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Thank you, James. I fell in love with it myself. I hope your days have something precious to them.
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