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Friday, July 19, 2013

meaning, meaning what? * 7/19/13


Meaning, meaning what?
What does meaning have to do?    
It's its own subjective persona!
It dresses up in different topics,    
walks across the mind,
taking its sure footed time and attention,    
then boom, gone, moved on.
It's a stop light along
attention's crosswalk observance.
Einstein couldn't wait to get out of there.
What do you got, when you got know?
Why do you think creative people shy away?
Look, do you want the photo albums,
the retentive mind press clippings,
and the anecdotes,
or the ever-unfolding journey?
Do you want the clutter of trophy heads    
or the free space inside your head?
Sure we all do agreement    
as a form of life at gunpoint.
And meaning is the accomplice,
we all recognize in the lineup.
But if you want to spend your life as a victim,
then live for meaning
and all those haunting
ten most wanted pictures
at the memory post office of your life.
Meaning is really more like
colorful bougainvillea
you learn to live near but not close at hand.           
Meaning in review takes all this time
to digest, to store, to remember, to dispense,    
to exchange, to update, and to discount.
You'd have to give up everything else
eventually, to truly embrace meaning.
Meaning is a shower curtain     
that does not really reach the floor.
It is like a deodorant, in that    
it masks as much as it protects.
It leaves you holding onto a bouquet
of fresh cut but slowly dying answers.
It's like traveling around the world
with a video camera,    
meaningfully documenting your life
for you to watch later in your life,
as your life!
When does meaning get you?
Meaning offers you a version of yourself,    
that you, well,
spend a lot of time trying to prove.
Meaning is a mentor    
with its own hidden agenda.
It plays a three card Monty
that always underscores your worth.
Was meaning ever really the right lighting
to see anybody in?
Meaning has no curse words.
Meaning would not have your heart skip a beat.
Meaning has been recruited as a medicine.
It's like plaque.    
It's only a byproduct of chewing life.
Meaning steals truth,
just for dress rehearsals.
Eventually all meaning will be copyrighted. 
Meaning finds pictures
and makes clocks out of them,
to pass the time.
It claims to be the rain forest
but in a petrified way.
If meaning were solid ground
then living is an ocean.
Meaning is only the photos taken
with celebrities in mind, 
that they personally signed.
Meaning has the life of melting ice cream.
Meaning could never know
if it were a bother.
It is a desert kingdom    
where voices are constantly shifting as sand.
Meaning should never have its own way.
it would birth itself
and immediately assume the parental role.
Meaning could live for pose downs.
It is the metastasis
of collective consciousness.
Meaning is eventually a form of dander,    
though it was surely useful though as skin.
Well actually meaning is a kind of skin.
Maybe it is essential
in an embodied sort of way.
But in that way,
meaning is a lot like beauty
whether it is in the eye
or only skin deep . . .


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