Invocation To Kun, The Receptive Comments
It's not easy to address you. There is so much going on within you, yet you present no form. You are the ground under the feet of things. You are not just neutral, featureless groundstuff. You have tendrilled rootlets; you have a tangle of fibers like a blanket of horsehair felt. You are a tapestry of grit, humus, rhizomes, bacteria, worms, nematodes, woodlice, grubs and things we don't yet know about. Any ground from which things emerge must be fertile. Being fertile means that you have secrets of internal circulation. You have interlocking metabolic cycles; you balance thousands of enzyme reactions in homeostasis. How can I start telling about what has already been accomplished- -all the things we take as given when we make our departures? You are not some homogenous, dark, passive stuff. You differ according to the platform that has been achieved. You are a quilt made with a hundred patches of cloth, but in sleep we only feel your warmth. You differ in all your ways of mothering us. Sometimes you are the formal matrix, where we solve the new formula or postulate an elegant theorem. When we understand the new theorem, we see it was built into your matrix of rules from the start. Sometimes you enclose us in your incubation chamber, feeding our embryonic ferment with your richness, and isolating us from the storms and shocks outside. When we stay too long, this is not always good for us.
You are as busy inside as the snow on a television screen. But your snow is not seen, because all the dots follow each other within you. You have completed the community of your inner agents; you have tied the strands of flow together; you have joined the knots into a carpet for our feet.
You exist as the celtic knot of living fabric. The moment when your labyrinth came together must have been accompanied by a breakthrough of light, but we cannot see past your 'darkness'.
In one of its wonderfully elliptical insights, the Book of Changes characterizes you as something 'simple' that 'clumps together'. This simplicity means you are so well woven we come along and simply use you as a fabric. You 'clump together' because integration is what you eternally offer.
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Chaos Smashes Identity Into Existence conflict changes states breaks smashes bonds spins atoms off into radical states as chaos matters worlds in collisions seek collide into conflict new possibilities in light dark matter spews forth in diverse sun black hole scale increasing ink hole density intersection confrontation points Inspired by the poem 'Invocation To Kun, The Receptive' by the poet Denis Mair. Dedicated to the poet Denis Mair.
Beneath Stasis Status quo lurks lurks atomic flux extreme physical emotional conflict changes states breaks smashes bonds spins atoms off into matter radical states worlds in collision seek collide into conflict new possibilities in light dark matter spew forth in diverse sun black hole scale intersection confrontation points who can address depths of differences potential interactions on human emotive universe possibility scales Dedicated to the poet Denis Mair.
Culture Creates Stability Identity to cooperate to achieve a semblance of polis community national harmony to accomplish goals myriads of tasks complex task orientated societies achieve through developed organized time tested divisions of ripple pooled labour we avoid conflict pain disasters as chaos havoc creates more problems than solutions but beneath stasis status quo seeds of division biding time wait Dedicated to the poet Denis Mair.
Society Imposes Checks Inertia Rules atoms like our lives are in a constant state of flux we impose inertia rules upon ourselves upon runaway society Inspired by the poem 'Invocation To Kun, The Receptive' by the poet Denis Mair. Dedicated to the poet Denis Mair.
The Future Awaits Flood River Decisions a myriad of comments arise to address in dust multiple aspect intersection points few with brevity wisdom drifts slowly Copyright © Terence George Craddock Written in November 2020 on the 8&23.11.2020. Inspired by the poem 'Invocation To Kun, The Receptive' by the poet Denis Mair. Dedicated to the poet Denis Mair. A split image from the poem 'Future Civilizations Empires Await Chaos Birth Possibilities' by the poet Terence George Craddock.
new possibilities in light dark matter spew forth, in diverse sun black hole scale intersection confrontation points, who can address depths of differences potential interactions on human emotive universe possibility scales
we avoid conflict pain disasters as chaos havoc creates more problems than solutions, but beneath stasis status quo lurks lurks atomic flux, extreme physical emotional conflict changes states, breaks smashes bonds spins atoms off into radical states of matters, worlds in collision seek collide into conflict,
a myriad of comments arise to address this poem, in multiple aspect intersection points, but few with brevity atoms like our lives are in a constant state of flux, we impose inertia rules upon ourselves upon society, to cooperate to achieve a semblance of community national harmony, to accomplish goals myriads of tasks complex societies, achieve through developed organized time tested divisions of labour,
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I wrote the poem 'Future Civilizations Empires Await Chaos Birth Possibilities', inspired by the poem 'Invocation To Kun, The Receptive' by the poet Denis Mair and dedicated to the poet Denis Mair.