LOGOS

Thought… Like an unbroken thoroughbred

Gallops the range… of mind

Eluding every attempt at capture

And domestication…

Poetry… Roaming untamed…

Free…unroped…unnamed

Fulfilled…

Embracing the wind of its being

And the raw power

Of its inspiration…

Leaving in its trail

Words… Like these

[From … In My Element - The Author]]

WOUNDED IN MY SLEEP

Had a fight in my sleep

With two cats out of hell

The most fiendish felines

Leviathan could expel

In their eyes was wickedness

From an infernal blaze

That they were bent on my harm I could tell…

One sunk its tooth deep in my right hand

The other kept circling

For an advantageous stand

And I knew real courage

My spirit grew stout

So I grabbed my attacker

And broke the strength of its mouth…

The end of this story

Is not for the squeamish

It was bloody and gory

But this was not my dream wish

I ripped its head and body apart

And saw the bad blood

That poured from its heart…

I woke up this morning

With a stinging in my hand

That was so real

I’m trying to understand 

How it could be that the event in my sleep

Could leave a wound so invisibly deep…

And did I kill that second cat…?

Excuse me 

As I return to that dream

And make sure my task

Is finished in its extreme

When this battle is done

There must be no threat

Whenever I lay my head down

To enjoy my due rest 

From - Of Paradise Despised... And Lives That Bought Into A Lie

By - Roy Alexander Graham

https://books.apple.com/us/book/of-paradise-despised/id574445446

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MYTHS RECONSIDERED

 

The uncritical mind often becomes confused in its consideration of what truth is. This confusion proceeds from a preoccupation with faulty assumptions about reality. If we begin with the wrong assumptions, we proceed to ask the wrong questions, and logically arrive at answers informed by our assumptions.

Such a mind approaches an event and begins its evaluation by asking, “Did it happen?”. The assumption being, if we cannot place that event in a specific time and a specific place, then its truthfulness is to be challenged. When we equate truth to facts, not only do we overburden the facts; we shortchange the truth.

Wisdom teaches us that the truth is often larger and more encompassing than a particular set of facts. The tendency of the uncritical mind is to limit truth to the boundaries of one’s particular experience. In doing so we end up with dogma. Historically, dogma has been used to serve the purposes of those who would negate the validity of those perspectives that derive from the experience of others. Herein is to be found the raison d’etre of so many tragic conflicts.

Instead of beginning our quest for truth by asking whether or not an event actually occurred, we might more wisely consider the accuracy of its depiction of the human condition. As an example, when we analyze the Edenic account of what we have come to refer to as “ original sin,” instead of preoccupying ourselves with questions about the “apple” or the “serpent,” we may more usefully contemplate the reality of temptation and beguilement in our experience. Is the story truthful? Yes… In the sense that it represents the experience of temptation and beguilement as real features of the human experience. Is it factual? In the context of the validity of these experiences… the question and its answers are of no consequence.

Seriously considered, in the unraveling of the dilemmas we must account for in the course of our humanity, myths serves us more completely than facts. This is so because a myth takes the truth out of the rut of a particular life experience and re- presents it as a feature universal reality. A contentious point, I will admit, to those who would rule the world with the prescriptions of their dogma. But “truth” was always “offensive.”

Myth is truth that is larger than fact, and story telling is still a safe craft. Well, that is what the ancients keep telling me… And I have come to trust their Wisdom ☮️