insignificant other.

they watched the rain fall

one remarked on how intelligently designed
the raindrops were

splashing curious and magnificent
patters onto the pavement canvas

like two broken lovers,
they crawled until they couldn't feel their knees

[found in each other the will to go on]

their eyes acquired
what their lips
were to frail to say

protected by years of thick skin

provided by a now

insignificant other

this city is like a cell.
it is 2:30am
we are all deep within ourselves;

some sleep. many worry.


tucked away in the far away corners
of our minds,

our ego's have their feet up on the table

relaxing tomorrow's fears

there and here.

the distance between
there and here
has made us
tired

my ears are ringing
eyes are flickering
from a night
of patio lights
and circus music

this time
I was the moth drawn
to the light

you are crawling
and I limp
on my damaged heels

broken by bad decisions
forbidden to heal
because of memories

Words.

you bring order to the chaos
in these small
inert symbols

you say you are numb
that inside
your flame is waning

but you can light words on fire
and burn a mind
down to the ground

-

we have a dialogue
that tears through the sky
like a Boeing

but we are without destination.

Careful.

I saw a caterpillar crawl
across the stage
last night

helplessly

it was us.

our protagonists may be frail

but I know
you are a lioness inside

and I am a virus
looking for a host

there is nothing more
in this world
that I need more
than for you to
dance all over me

as I crawl

like I could have

to that caterpillar

which is the ultimate explanation?

sea's too big to fit in my brain
nothing's too big to fit in my heart

time's too big to fit in the brain
nothing's too big to fit in my heart

god's too big to fit in a book
nothing's too big to fit in my heart
- bruce cockburn

Faith is on the edge of all that we can ever know. The tension between the known and the unknown creates the playing field for scientific inquiry. The faithful tease the ardent free thinkers like an older sibling teases his or her younger sibling -- instilling a fierce form of competition and determinacy to prove the 'superior' wrong. In many ways religion and science are like siblings cut from the same cloth. Neither realize the significance of the other until they reach an age of maturity.

This is where I think the state of faith vs. scientific inquiry are at this point in history. The human airwaves are choking on dead end debates on religion vs. science. If both issues were on the same end of the court, the ball would not be reciprocated thus the game would be nonexistent. Both are key to the 'ultimate' explanation or what many scientists call the Theory of Everything. One can by no means supersede the other as more valid. Since faith depends more on the human imagination, it can be more manipulative towards dispelling facts of science. Perhaps we should re title the rivalry "tangibilities vs. intangibilities"?

one you can sense. the other you cannot. when was the last time you based a decision on something you couldn't sense? when was the last time you based a decision on something you could sense? the fact that intangibilities exist in the first place is a miracle. intangibilities exist to be discovered. just take this allegory: when we are first born, we may be already equipped to sense our surroundings but whether we do or not is dependent on our biological mental and physical development. the human infant is very aware of its surroundings even though it cannot directly perceive them.

being one human with eyes that can see is not the same as being humanity with eyes that cannot yet peer into the vast entireties of the universe and look God in the eyes. the human race can still be considered in its infancy. but like any young thing, it is instinctual for us to want to grow up far to fast and experience this exciting thing we call consciousnesses. will see when we are ready to see. not when we see fit.

eternal twilight.

i.

darkness.

i was born on thin ice

the twilight,
was swallowed
by
dawn


my heart awoke
and yawned its first breath


my ear still pressed
against the cold surface,

i could hear the water of winter
neath me
swishing
like the blood through
the veins of a helpless prey
tight in the jaws of his successor

my heart wriggled
out of the grip
of Despair

and slithered
inconspicuously
towards shore

careful as not to break
the ice
which supported
my existence

careful as not to break
the existence
which supports
all that we falter in


ii.

tonite,
the sea will choke on the sun
as it lodges deeply

into the airway
of the horizon

leaving the world
in
eternal twilight.

solipsistic banter.

one reality.
six point four billion
exclusive existences

all souls
are but

different shades
of the same color

as
all teeth
are white jagged rocks
twisted in
different angles


nonethesame.

a billion ideas
in one mind
make up one Self.

one ideal
among a billion minds
is an inefficient
vehicle called Faith

mental real estate.

you can own
landscapes in my mind

snapshots of existence;

mental real estate

along a lake
aside the river
neath the bridge

all dimly lit
touched by twilight

your minds eye
peers so deeply into mine





tonite,
neath the stars,

we were travelers
now,

we are just wanderers