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Object Permanence
Everything descends…
fallen angels & hail storms
broken bonds that cannot make amends
cubist surrealist symbolist dadaist nihilist post modern forms
The sacred into the truly dread
inside the mind
functional from sign to sign
from time to time – the magic show in the amphitheater inside the head
Tell me what is dead
& what has died
take me to the final resting places
to a face replaced by a stone face that outward faces
Into whatever you call the weather
that shifts & switches
in bipolarity with no medication to make it better
inward into the sensoriums of the humans - instilling existential glitches
Wishing wells & willing wells
all is well
because this… is… existence
and we only know – will know – and have ever known… This
Thing of ours
as I… Am staring at the stars from Mars
or… even further – farther – far afar
with vestiges of cares of yester-years glittering faintly like remote stars
Even further…
like memorials of your favorite days
favorite day…
day…
ay…
y...
as…
Your object permanence fades away...
Fades away
Published 21st Jun 2021
Author's Note
Hello all... I am of course, fine... Fit as a fiddle. :))). These are some thoughts that I think have been dwelling the depths of the fabric of my mind, for some time, perhaps...
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Anonymous
- Edited 23rd Jun 2021 2:17am
22nd Jun 2021 2:44am
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22nd Jun 2021 3:26am
Hello, G. I greatly appreciate your comment.
I was thinking about Piaget's concept of Object Permanence, and how this is one of the first signs of developmental intelligence as well as the concept, cited in the Kybalion, that nothing impermanent can be reality...
And what is permanent.?. Here.
Yes... There are a thousand perspectives and arguments that can be made, in this regard.
but... I made the choice to pursue this angle... that of everything being temporary.
And... To me... This signifies the evolution of individual intelligence, similar to the insights of Piaget, but like... way more outside of the box...
I mean... What separates us from the other mammals? Genius and the ability to gaze into the horizons of thought and consciousness. (this of course also takes a position amongst a thousand positions)
So... Where am I? Object Impermanence as a stage of developmental intelligence. Or... Something beyond intelligence and entering into the parameters of... An abyss of wisdom...
As we distance ourselves from the point in time that the memory was made, does the memory begin to feel... less real, somehow? everything...
losing the last memories of your deceased loved ones... The passing of the sunshine of your first love... the phantoms haunting, only to dissolve... all stars becoming more distanced from the self...
Everything burns.
wtf.?.
And the spectrum from object permanence to object permanence takes the form of an alchemical flame...
marked by colors of the process... To the blue of it all.
Omega blue.
I was thinking about Piaget's concept of Object Permanence, and how this is one of the first signs of developmental intelligence as well as the concept, cited in the Kybalion, that nothing impermanent can be reality...
And what is permanent.?. Here.
Yes... There are a thousand perspectives and arguments that can be made, in this regard.
but... I made the choice to pursue this angle... that of everything being temporary.
And... To me... This signifies the evolution of individual intelligence, similar to the insights of Piaget, but like... way more outside of the box...
I mean... What separates us from the other mammals? Genius and the ability to gaze into the horizons of thought and consciousness. (this of course also takes a position amongst a thousand positions)
So... Where am I? Object Impermanence as a stage of developmental intelligence. Or... Something beyond intelligence and entering into the parameters of... An abyss of wisdom...
As we distance ourselves from the point in time that the memory was made, does the memory begin to feel... less real, somehow? everything...
losing the last memories of your deceased loved ones... The passing of the sunshine of your first love... the phantoms haunting, only to dissolve... all stars becoming more distanced from the self...
Everything burns.
wtf.?.
And the spectrum from object permanence to object permanence takes the form of an alchemical flame...
marked by colors of the process... To the blue of it all.
Omega blue.
Anonymous
- Edited 23rd Jun 2021 3:53am
22nd Jun 2021 3:42am
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22nd Jun 2021 3:45am
22nd Jun 2021 3:18am
22nd Jun 2021 3:46am
Big time cool, LJ.
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