dr_con Posted February 18, 2015 Share Posted February 18, 2015 The Future Arrives at Midnight Midnight Calls with an instrumentalized voice a long cacophony of mechanized sounds imitations anthropomorphized cuckoos engines anvils drums flutes sonic serenades letters saying You are not alone in your lovelorn loneliness! Not then but very soon after the digital replaces even cold comfort an analog ‘Tock’ Indeed Children there was a time before the arrival of our Flatland Futures even before illicit lovers met beneath gas lamps the fickle frivolity of formal parties suited for tawdry intrigues or Steam bellowed trying to escape the inevitability of Hellbound Trains cutting across simulations of Civilization shouting We Stole Fire were chained to a rock for this? Abuses of Freedom For a Few mocks our hard won divinities Before Abstractions bound Transcendence We just knew it was Time to head to the crossroads Time to Negotiate with Moments Make a pact with the Primal Spark Throw Dice with the Demiurge Dance and Dream and Frolick in the liminal space between the pages of our Books of Days and Nights To See and to Know The Gods of Silence and Chance to worship the Purpose beyond the calculus of Heaven the fecund algorithms of Earth To seek the company and community that flourishes at Three Ante Meridiem those who consider Midnight to be a poor country cousin who watches but will not enter the Event Horizon No matter how desolate desperate foolish Here among the Host having remembered Dusk sensing the projections of Dawn if one pauses or as the Friends of Buddha proclaim STOP Indeed stop without distraction without the Digitized Self hypnosis of Me Mine Ours The badly written and blood soaked required readings of economics Give it up! for a little while Greed’s Gratification His servile lackeys their grotesques their self-serving table manners Privilege! Power! Prosperity! Without them We can Make love sit and eat drink tea wine or far stranger brews maybe pure waters in a simple wooden bowl sharing the Breath and the Beat the Absence will fill us to bursting Obliterating topographies ontologies of exclusion reminding us of our animate colleagues and allies The Ecstatic Company: Particles and their molecular Palaces architects of our companions be they Angelic or Demonic be they seen or invisible if they walk fly crawl preambulate or just respond to Gravity’s High Priests and their heavy Masses these original Masons gave form to Life’s Dream and delineated Death’s Follies with its low jests and high minded pratfalls giving us purpose and syntax and grammars for our little stories a face and a character to Time’s Unknowable progress Our Future We digress That’s how it is waiting for guests in the wee hours without cultured impositions Right Wrong try to soothe our fear of the Setting Will this be the last time? We wonder Will we recognize the Future when we see it? We fret Every Thing becomes Everything Chaos is unadorned and heartbreakingly beautiful and yet There is A movement Our Company arises! How could we forget Rise is necessitated by Set? The Future has arrived once again. Pull up a chair! Join us and tell We are dying to know! Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dcmarti1 Posted February 18, 2015 Share Posted February 18, 2015 Reminds me of the breathlessness of "Howl". Loved these gems: We Stole Fire were chained to a rock for this? before illicit lovers met beneath gas lamps Throw Dice with the Demiurge How could we forget Rise is necessitated by Set? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted February 20, 2015 Author Share Posted February 20, 2015 Thank you! Glad you found something of worth in this rant;-) Inspired by misreading an e-mail subject -- The Future Arrives at Midnight ;-) And I spent an hour contemplating what a wonderful poem that would make, decided to ask the sender if I could steal his subject, only to discover it said nothing of the kind;-) Juris Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted February 23, 2015 Share Posted February 23, 2015 I like this. There's so much to savour.. from the mythological and religious connotations, to the humour I found in "the company and community/that flourishes at three Ante/ Meridiem those who consider/ Midnight to be a poor country/ cousin". Much enjoyed... An insomniac. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted March 3, 2015 Author Share Posted March 3, 2015 Thanks! Yes indeed only from the 3am side of dawn can the rising be truly appreciated;-) Many Thanks! Juris Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
eclipse Posted March 15, 2015 Share Posted March 15, 2015 a superb multi-faceted work Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted March 16, 2015 Author Share Posted March 16, 2015 Thank You Barry! Much appreciate the read;-) Juris Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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