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icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2003-07-22 05:51 PM

Science tells me that there is no mind,
only brain,
and when its tissues rend and die
the patterns of the life just end.
Vanished,
never known again,
no place for spirit
in this soggy lump of minerals
with massed proteins and fat;
for if there's soul, or mind,
inside the brain
no label tells us where it's at.
I close my eyes
and sometimes
I see times and places
when and where I'm not;
I don't believe I've got some special gift for doing this.
I have been kissed
when deeply sleeping by a lover far away.
I've seen
the glory of a sunset in the ending of another's day.
Sure, perhaps I'm just insane
and make it up inside my head.
I'm comfortable with that idea,
but I don't think it's why instead
I can live the feelings and sensations
in someone else's thoughts,
or hold their soul inside my own
to help them die in peace.
It is a simple skill of living which is known to some;
it is the itch
of being stared at from across a busy room;
it is the knowing
that is felt when another's crisis comes;
it is the ringing of the phone
when you know who placed the call;
so if I am only
bio-electric-mechanical whatever
and that is all you want to know,
how will the rest of life makes sense
when your understandings grow?

©2003 by icebox

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

1 posted 2003-07-22 06:05 PM

Excellent write and I 'know' exactly what you speak of.
"It is the knowing"

Smiling at the way you have worded this perfectly.

~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~

~The breeze that kissed you on the face,
Has held me in the same embrace~

icebox
Member Elite

since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

2 posted 2003-07-22 06:43 PM

Thank you for reading my poem and for sharing your thoughts.

Kaoru

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since 2003-06-07

Posts 3892
where the wild flowers grow

3 posted 2003-07-22 08:21 PM

It is, it
is..

You did word this perfectly, indeed.
Wonderful thoughts and expression..

Just..amazing work.

Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

4 posted 2003-07-22 08:34 PM

icebox

icebox... Thank you for this insightful poem.

Aenimal
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since 2002-11-18

Posts 7350
the ass-end of space

5 posted 2003-07-23 12:29 PM

The problem with science it's inability to accept the unexplained, the undefinable the intangibles that exist within us all.
The problem with religion and spirituality the inability to accept logic and reason, to ask questions that should be asked.
The two have grown far apart leaving a chasm, but it wasn't always so perhaps it's time to bring the two together again. Hermetics knew alchemy is the father of science.

Jason Lyle
Senior Member

since 2003-02-07

Posts 1438
With my darkling

6 posted 2003-07-23 12:33 PM

I love this, a very good write.

Jason

JaiOfHeaven
Member

since 2003-04-12

Posts 207
California, Usa

7 posted 2003-07-23 12:44 PM

Enlightening a bit of what
was already known.
Your thoughts are not irregular.
Far from crazy!

Jai

timothysangel1973

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since 2001-12-03

Posts 1725
Never close enough

8 posted 2003-07-23 12:51 PM

First of all...let me comment on the title...
You have such a way with luring us in with the names of your work!

The write was absolutely wonderful...and I am putting this one in the library for another read!

Thanks for sharing Ice!

A woman has got to love a bad man once or twice in her life, to be thankful for a good one.
-Majorie Kinnan Rawlings-

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

9 posted 2003-07-23 02:09 AM

Dear Icebox, How wonderfully you write and how accurately you describe what to some may seem the onset of madness. I feel more relaxed now and perhaps more willing to accept that "I'm not alone" in the wind that blows from real to unreal. I'll be keeping this to read when tossed around between the two. Thank you!

littlewing
Member Rara Avis

since 2003-03-02

Posts 9655
New York

10 posted 2003-07-24 10:12 PM

Icey:

there are indeed a handful
which are blessed/cursed with
such . . . you my dear friend
have put forth a dilemma which
many of us attempt to deal with
every day . . .
you are indeed unique
and that is a good thing
xxoo

garysgirl

Member Laureate

since 2002-09-29

Posts 19237
Florida, USA

11 posted 2003-07-24 10:20 PM

I close my eyes
and sometimes
I see times and places
when and where I'm not;
I don't believe I've got some special gift for doing this.
I have been kissed
when deeply sleeping by a lover far away.
I've seen
the glory of a sunset in the ending of another's day.
Sure, perhaps I'm just insane
and make it up inside my head.
I'm comfortable with that idea,
but I don't think it's why instead
I can live the feelings and sensations
in someone else's thoughts,
or hold their soul inside my own
to help them die in peace.
It is a simple skill of living which is known to some;
it is the itch
of being stared at from across a busy room;
it is the knowing
that is felt when another's crisis comes;
it is the ringing of the phone
when you know who placed the call;

Iceman, some of us just know.

Hugs

Ethel

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