The Truth
Part II - The Forbidden

Any true assertion
finds its meaning
only with reference
to its negation..
an assertion
that is false.
Only by means
of argument
and disagreement
over these assertions..
are we endowed
with the capacity
to differentiate
the other from our own..
That is the ground …

The Truth
Part I - The Birth of Humanity

There are The Ones.
There are The Zeros.
Their synthesis, however,
is The All.
That is The Truth
that the forbidden fruit
revealed to us..
Upon Adam and Eve’s
ascension..
right before The Fall.

Their tasting of the fruit,
by God …

It’s soo ironic..
Maidens long the most
for sailors..
That they cannot
easily get.
It is a puzzle that I pondered
over many sleepless nights..
And still I haven’t gained
an inch of ground..
towards deciphering
this age-old mystery
quite yet.

But I shall serve it
my best …

Oh Mother Earth..
Known
to the Greeks of olde
as Gaia.
What is it about you..
that’s so special?
that I so zealously admire?

Of all the planets
in the cosmos,
you are the only one..
The One known to us
as the home
and birthplace
of all life …

Many pirates sailed
The Ocean’s breadth..
Many found their
final resting place
upon her oceanbed.

But who’s the blindly
loving pirate
that she yearns for
most..
He is the mad dog..
one-eyed sea wolf..
the greatest poet
of all pirates,
of course.

The One who claimed
the heart …

Not every rose that blooms
is ripe for our picking.
Not every Death
is an occasion
for our weeping.
For Death alone provides
the matter needed
for a new rebirth.
Sometimes
to really love someone..
The One who loves
must lose precisely that
which he believed to love
at first …

As a man, it is your choice to be
as generous and kind and giving
as you wish..
However,
no woman is ever obliged
to serve her truest love to you,
for all these virtues,
on a silver dish.
You can show her all the love
that she deserves..
and …

This candle
has some burning
left to do..
before its flames
may finally
engulf us both,
in truth..
turn us to ash.

Or else
not every spark
of passion
that we see ignite..
is meant to turn
into a raging fire..
felt by us as a light
of mutual desire …

The step of time..
does not exist in itself.
We are the step of time.
All-father titan Kronos
lives within ourselves..
and not within the silent
trickling of sand.
Because the hourglass
is not The One
perceiving us..
it’s neither alive
nor is it dead.
Rather it is
an …

Hesperus..
Or Phosphorus?
Morning Star..
Or Evening Star?
It’s all the same.
The only part that varies
is the label you assign to it
within your language game..
contingent on the time of day
when it is seen.

Whether it shines upon you
from the highest heavens
up above …