" Reality, only one there is, perceptions, unlimited.
Vision; reflection of what is, distorted, by subjective perception.
Life, karma, culture, choices made, choices made for you, fundaments of subjectivity.
Afraid for its death, our ego, forces us to defend what we see, convince the other of what we see, condemn the other of what he sees, fight the other over what he sees.
Or, it makes us careless, we build a wall around our emotions, escape in emotional consumism of pleasure, or the beauty of suffering by others, adorance of heroes and idols, hiding for reality, hiding for feeling the truth, safe, without taking riscs, safe, without daring to change, we become numb clones, take the safe path, the path everybody takes, by sheep, parrots and cowards.
Still, there is only one truth: 100% non abstract, 9 legs. "
Thank you for your comment and I appreciate you understand the meaning of my poem !!!
"Wolf, you have to review your tagalog... "mabutu" is from another dialect and it means something else i can't write here... hahaha"
I apologise, it was in my foolish years I learned the dialect i used here (like mabute, ikau maganda ) and you refer to. Dont write its meaning here, by now, we both know its meaning ;-) hahahahah
9 legs... very interesting reflections... great interpretations of the poem. really a great shot!!! Wolf, you have to review your tagalog... "mabutu" is from another dialect and it means something else i can't write here... hahaha I know you mean well, thank you.
Now that's a way to use a tea strainer I've never thought about!! lol... cool shot, but what I really like is your poem... speaks volumns!!! Thanks for sharing of your soul! :-)
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