Monday, June 13, 2011

There Is No Patience

There is no more patience
I will always move
In and out in all directions

I care not for waiting
Because the inevitability
Of time is all that I need

I will always move
And you cannot stop me
I will always move

Because I am steadily
Steadily approaching death
I am the king of this place

I am the ruler of this
Glowing and rotating palace
That fuels my mind

I know that I pretend
That I crave its collapse
But the truth is I'm scared

Philosophical truths cannot
Be accepted in those moments
In which the imploded self becomes real

Don't fret
I'll fret for you
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I spend most of my time working as a mental health professional. I have been preoccupied with philosophy, politics, healing, and many other questions for the last 15 years or so. I am currently working on putting together my study of Plato and Aristotle with contemporary work in philosophy, psychology, psychotherapy, and trauma research. I use this place primarily as a workshop for ideas. I welcome conversation with anyone working on similar problems. The major contours of my basic project have been outlined here

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