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The man who has plotted the course of science
will have discovered in its development
the key which unlocks the doors to knowledge and understanding.
Both portals have fictitious hinges and hypothetical handles.
By stepping beyond their frame our senses become subtle.
The eye reacts to ‘the new’ by immediately reproducing ‘the familiar’ as if in counter-point…
In this way can that which is ‘alien’ move secretly amongst us.
…The novel sound initially causes so much pain to the ear
that we even seek to model a foreign tongue
on our own meanings…
“Wie spate ist es?”
for
“What is the time?”
As if time were a mere matter of counting.
Yet, how many hours have come and gone
since the ‘beginning’ of time?
Precisely none!
…To be involved in exceptional experiences, therefore,
is to become, in part, their inventor.
In this our art knows no bounds.
Your poem builds a boundless frame to step through to timeless ideas.
Well framed!
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Yet, how many hours have come and gone
since the ‘beginning’ of time?
Precisely none! – very thought provoking!
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That’s the idea…
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Very interesting piece! Intriguing- love the blog by the way!
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