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Is reality filtered through one’s culture No longer reality? Or is it That reality without a cultural filter Is not reality at all, but only An unobserved function of biology Chemistry, geology, or radiation Whose purpose is unknowable because Without the perception of God or man It doesn’t exist And neither does the snake, which might have been But then, maybe it is Schrodinger’s snake Or was Or might be They say that the first cultural bias you **** Is the most difficult, that it becomes Easier after that. But it isn’t so. After a hard life along existential trails Of assumptions examined to dust, you want To put away your Hegelian dialectic And settle down in a little cottage In the country with a few good books, a garden, And Aristotle’s unities, but there’s Always a young concept-slinger who thinks He’s faster on the synthesis than you And calls you out on your legendary denial Of the knowability of objective reality For the rest of your life (but do you exist?) No matter how carefully you sharpen your syllogisms Somewhere out there in the darkness it lurks: An ontological proposition with your name on it
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Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 3:56 PM UTC
Reflections While Flinging a Dead Snake Over the Fence
Is reality filtered through one’s culture No longer reality? Or is it That reality without a cultural filter Is not reality at all, but only An unobserved function of biology Chemistry, geology, or radiation Whose purpose is unknowable because Without the perception of God or man It doesn’t exist And neither does the snake, which might have been But then, maybe it is Schrodinger’s snake Or was Or might be They say that the first cultural bias you **** Is the most difficult, that it becomes Easier after that. But it isn’t so. After a hard life along existential trails Of assumptions examined to dust, you want To put away your Hegelian dialectic And settle down in a little cottage In the country with a few good books, a garden, And Aristotle’s unities, but there’s Always a young concept-slinger who thinks He’s faster on the synthesis than you And calls you out on your legendary denial Of the knowability of objective reality For the rest of your life (but do you exist?) No matter how carefully you sharpen your syllogisms Somewhere out there in the darkness it lurks: An ontological proposition with your name on it
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel. Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: THE ROAD TO MAGDALENA, PALEO-HIPPIES AT WORK AND PLAY, LADY WITH A DEAD TURTLE, DON’T FORGET YOUR SHOES AND GRAPES, COFFEE AND A DEAD ALLIGATOR TO GO, and DISPATCHES FROM THE COLONIAL OFFICE.
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Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 3:56 PM UTC
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