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   tinydoctor (tinydoctor@mstdn.social)'s status on Thursday, 12-Dec-2024 12:21:33 JST tinydoctor

   When I was a young man, words were my enemies; language was a disease I could not cure, or be cured of. This is why I became a poet. To transcend words. My distaste was and is for the naming of names, the ether and pins that fix the chaos butterfly to the page. #poet #poetry

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     tinydoctor (tinydoctor@mstdn.social)'s status on Thursday, 12-Dec-2024 12:22:42 JST tinydoctor

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     I seek to praise the imperfections of an unfinished creation, not to kill with words or the names of god the epiphanies of which we all are capable, and by which we know and love it. The imperfection, the broken symmetry, the primal metaphor that cracked the universe into existence like an egg sizzling in the frying pan, made me capable of love and awe and idea and I can only be grateful, even as I curse its lash of pain and its sentence of death.

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     tinydoctor (tinydoctor@mstdn.social)'s status on Thursday, 12-Dec-2024 12:23:47 JST tinydoctor

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     There is no god willing to meet us, or no. There is no "higher power" to have a relationship with, by any name. There is nothing to turn away, nor can we turn away. We have each lost other seeking mismatch, to garble something Galway Kinnell wrote. It's just us and the observable universe, which binds us and is bound up in our regard. The naming that leads to belief in names is, to steal a phrase, a progressive disease.

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     tinydoctor (tinydoctor@mstdn.social)'s status on Thursday, 12-Dec-2024 12:24:25 JST tinydoctor

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     Words are still the enemy.

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     tinydoctor (tinydoctor@mstdn.social)'s status on Thursday, 12-Dec-2024 12:25:46 JST tinydoctor

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     Sometimes I say, "I am a monk. I will not speak words. I will let silence master me. I will not consort with a lesser meaning than meaninglessness. But I always betray my vow.

     I love the enemy.

     #talkingtomyselflettingyoulisten