#objectivity
I read, like an open book
All others can see the words written on my pages.
I contain tales, read as secretive,
A hushed whisper that only a handful have seen.
But how many times has this booked been checked out?
A sea of white masks, deadpan through the years
So cherished once, now faded, emotionless.
Forgotten both to me, and I to them.
My secrets are secrets no more -
I own my past, without connecting to it.
I am an open book, because who has to connect with a story?
People can project on a tale,
As what better to have in a confidant, than a horror story?
Something you can read from the comfort of your bed,
A scary, scarred, stream of words that still seem otherworldly.
Frankenstein’s monster will never be faced –
So, too, is this failures’ life.
You understand, you say.
You sympathise, you say.
But how can you, when I checked myself out long ago.
Feb 22, 2020
Feb 22, 2020 at 4:59 AM UTC
Being objective
is easy, less scary as --
being subjective.
Aug 8, 2022
Aug 8, 2022 at 2:19 AM UTC
Here lies objectivity
casualty, of Justice's inability to use it
Jul 29, 2022
Jul 29, 2022 at 9:58 AM UTC
Two good, close
Friends
Separated by the
Existence of humans.
For they are
Misunderstood by
The species
They originally
Existed for.
Called themselves
"Objectivity"
"Subjectivity".
Tried extensively to
Establish their individualism,
Yet holding hands to
Become mutually inclusive.
For they were
Unaware
Lines drawn, fades.
Misunderstood by
Humans,
Mutually inclusivity
Confused
As one.
Silly of the two friends,
Had no idea
Humans have failed
Humans for
The longest imaginable
Time.
For they were
Just mere Intangible,
Failing them is
And will remain
An easy possibility.
Sep 17, 2020
Sep 17, 2020 at 12:42 AM UTC
Does each of us
see the universe
from our own perspective?
If so,
does each of us
live in our own perspective-universe?
If so,
is objectivity impossible
and only subjectivity happening?
If so,
to achieve a cooperative society
does each of us
have to empathise
with each other's
unique perspective-universe?
Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 7:07 AM UTC
When I think, I queue
Feelings are not blinding, but
Tips caress a braille
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 1:14 AM UTC
Before I knew it the sun had come,
I had been outside before it decided to arise;
I watched the blue bird.
The blue bird was up before everything else
Rose before the sun,
It pecked at the ground as I sipped my tea
It pulled out a worm and went away
I went inside and thought,
“I wish I could be a bird. So free and elegant, a nomad of the sky.”
Before I knew it, I was up before the sun,
I went on my way with my instincts leading me,
I went to a grassy area and stood there.
I watched an odd man take a sip from his cup.
I pecked the ground and punctured the dirt. I found the worm that was buried inside.
The man looked at me with disappointment in his eyes.
I flew away to my branch and thought,
“I wish I was human, so powerful, they never have to worry about food,
Or a place to live. They get to stay in one spot and never have to leave.”
Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 4:50 PM UTC
You stole the fire from the sun
Your winged manifest expressed
Brings purity to darkenedness
You bring with you a light loved one
To shine on earth in loveliness
You stole the fire from the sun
Your winged manifest expressed
Your feathers fork-like have become
You soar with ease and happiness
To free us from our loneliness
You stole the fire from the sun
Your winged manifest expressed
Brings purity to darkenedness
A swallow nesting on our home
Will teach us to be swiftly heard
By using wisdom with our words
In gracefulness you deeply roam
With eyes of every Angel bird
A swallow nesting on our home
Will teach us to be swiftly heard
To rise above is to be shown
That life can often be absurd
And if emotions should be stirred
A swallow nesting on our home
Will teach us to be swiftly heard
By using wisdom with our words
To be objective is the key
Perspective must not be mundane
The spirit cannot be constrained
Distance will help you see clearly
The answers that will soon explain
To be objective is the key
Perspective must not be mundane
Create a loving energy
That's easy for you to maintain
And you will reach a higher plane
To be objective is the key
Perspective must not be mundane
The spirit cannot be constrained
With knowledge of divinity
Guide us dear Swallow as we grow
Enlighten us to what we know
As days pass by forgetfully
We misplace insights we behold
With knowledge of divinity
Guide us dear Swallow as we grow
The song you sing of trinity
With holy magic you bestow
All Saints and Gurus overflow
With knowledge of divinity
Guide us dear Swallow as we grow
Enlighten us to what we know
© tHE tERRY tREE
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 4:47 PM UTC