I will not have knowledge anymore,
I want to feel something.
The books about me are my enemies.
They laugh at me throwing facts like stones.
I want to feel something.
I want to walk into the sea up to my neck.
My heart wants to beat in time with the tides.
Don’t tell me the Truth; it is a Monster to me now.
I want to let a butterfly land on my nose and I want to giggle.
Take those theories from great men and burn them.
For me they are doors to oblivion.
Let me stand in the pouring rain with my arms outstretched and let me laugh.
Oh let me rest with music in my ears,
That I might not ever understand anything.
God, this world just wants to know love for the first time.
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And therein true freedom lies! 🙏🏻🕊️
I hope so.Thanks for your insight
You’re welcome 🙏🏻🕊️
The dichotomy of thought and emotion displayed here in a soliloquy that is moving. This indeed seems more emotive than cognitive in nature and it appears that the author has achieve his goal. In this world it seems that there is less of the emotive and more of the logical that goes with technology in a modern world.
Exactly.Life is so often an obsession with knowledge rather than feeling something.Thanks for you valued critique
Knowledge can be the font of evil and feeling the giver of good, enjoyed the read
Yes it can.Better to try and feel good about living.Thanks for commenting
You are very welcome
A poem of feeling. We don’t feel enough. Nothing better than feeling at one with nature, it lends itself to freedom. The books can wait. A time and place for everything. Much enjoyed David.
Indeed. Time to put the book down and look at the sunrise.Thanks for your thoughtful comments
May that love come all over the world David.
Andy
Yes I think that would be great. Thanks for commenting
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