Tomorrow,
Today’s science
W
i
l
l
Be another old
Appliance,
A has-been,
Thrown away—
Discarded in a bin
To be gutted for parts—
The scraps re-
Cy
cl
ed
Into the encased stuffing
Upon which you lay down
Your w
e
a
r
y
head.
On those aformentioned
Words being
Read,
Yesterday’s science is now
Considered dead,
As if what was formerly learned,
Was produced by one
Who lost their head.
Dread.
I’ve only mentioned science,
Yet, that is rather broad;
Instead,
Let’s talk about the
Sciences—
Many of whom have been
Discarded like old appliances,
Junky things at which to scoff
While we get in on our collective,
Modern-ego, jerk off.
Now,
The erudite mind
Ac-
k
n
o
w
l
e
d
g
-es that
Knowledge is discovered
Behind a plethora of doors.
This is not just philosophy,
Though therein one such door
Lies
Open to wisdom
To see clearly that truth
Transcends all things,
Including fact.
Another science
Presents itself in numbers,
Competing to be greater
Or Lesser
Than
Through postulations,
Equations,
Formulations, multiplications
And everything in
Between.
Want more?
Then score a look at
What’s behind this door:
An area of knowledge
Soon to be forgotten,
One that recognizes
That reality goes far beyond
What we see
up
in
the
skies,
Or below,
Where sod lies,
But there are spirit realms,
Beyond what we can see,
As real as you or me,
Though on much,
Many cannot agree.
Still, though, is that not true
Of every science
Of the past, of now—
Through and
Through—
That no two agree,
On more or less than
What they believe to be
True. Lo!
Outside the leaden walls
Of Modernity—
Beyond the armor of arrogance
Affixing itself upon already
Arid skulls—
Ignorance lulls,
And what comes forth
From those who dare
To
V
e
n
t
-ure there:
Understanding.
Far superior to any knowledge,
But rather the summation
Of all its parts,
And the realization that
No matter what is
Known,
Nothing
Is ever fully
Knowable;
Therefore, where does this—
The knowledge of
How little we can actually know—
Leave us?
Mystery.
And, in that,
Perhaps,
Just perhaps
Some recovered
Humility.
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
-
Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
Offline) - Published: March 28th, 2025 09:02
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 16
- Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett, Poetic Licence, lewisgale mental hospital, NinjaGirl
Offline)
Comments8
This poem opens doors to the mind. So many that believe in ultimate truth, reality, right and wrong and here is introduced the idea that there is not but that all change and all can never be fully known. A integration of all points of view are more viable. Eastern medicine integrated with western medicine science with religion with psychology and philosophy. In this process maybe we will loose a little of our arrogance and recover a little humility that will allow us to see further. A fave
💯 Spot on, my friend! Exactly. An all/and approach rather than an either/or. Here's hoping! Thank you for your astute anaylsis and thoughtful engagement. Much appreciated! 🖤🙏🦇🐦⬛🦇
Fantastic.
Thank you, Thomas! Much appreciated, my friend! 🖤🙏🦇🐦⬛🦇
Dang! Take me by the hand and lead me through the famed labyrinth trolled by the Minotaur, endeavouring to persuade me that....I shan't die, after all?! You've successfully lead my poor mind through so many gyrations it's spinning like it would topple off and roll away. No wonder philosophers go wonky. [Albeit I still mourn Phaedrus and deplore what they did when they caught him, as delineated in Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.] Fascinating and rendered to effect with such interesting facets as it trickles down the page, loaded with excellent imagery, what a haunting poignancy this pretty number owns! Thank you for sharing.
Wow! Thank you, Missy! Most humbled by your analysis and grateful for your time and read. Much appreciated, dear poet and friend! 🖤🙏🦇🐦⬛🦇
You're very, very welcome, dear Tristan, my pleasure.
It is perfectly conceivable that in the future that something or someone will appear that will show us how little we do actually know, and we are not the all singing all dancing smart arses we all are,great write, enjoyed
Indeed. Exactly as I imagine it! 🤣 Glad you enjoyed, my dear friend! 🖤🙏🦇🐦⬛🦇
You are very welcome
That's a lot of science(s)! lol.
Indeed, it is! Here all day and, well, hereafter! 🤣 Thank you so much, Orchi! Much appreciated, my friend!
I. being somewhat uncultured (lol) may not always understand all the references in certain various poems.
Fair enough. It happens to the best of us, my friend. Ever have a question, I don't mind lending a helping definition! 🙏🖤🤣
i wish perhaps i could put this on my profile page. is that possible? with credit or a link of course. i have not read the whole poem yet.
Wow! I am humbled. Absolutely! I’d be honored for you to share it on your profile. Please just credit me (Tristan Robert Lange) and feel free to include a link back to the original. Thank you so much, my friend! 🖤🙏🦇🐦⬛🦇
Without humility any discipline goes awry🙏🏻🕊
Absolutely. Every time, all day long. Thank you much friend! Much appreciated! 🖤🙏🦇🐦⬛🦇
You’re most welcome! I flipped the Denial poem and reworked it; available next posting cycle (in a couple of hours). 🙏🏻🕊
Ooh! Cannot wait! I am working on a poem now that is taking me a bit longer to write but it's another philosophical one.
Looking forward to that Tristan… philosophy and poetry are quite tempestuous lovers 🙏🏻🕊
Question Everything...
Absolutely!!! Thank you so much for reading and sharing your thoughts, my friend! 🖤🙏🦇🐦⬛🦇
Of course!
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.