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Classrooms
Now that academia is fifty miles behind me, I can put my brain out to pasture, again, Let it content itself, grazing the mundane landscape,
Not feel passionately compelled to take up causes Based in enlightened, humanistic idealism, Dwell on morality, ethics, the DNA of demonized dreams,
In which the unconscious yields to being decoded. Oh, to be so easily dispossessed of the need For finding historical analogues to today's complexities,
Expressing yearnings for deeper understanding About the Essenes, reincarnation, relativity, death, Meditating on the nature of veracity, mendacity, opacity!
Today, my brain revels in losing itself, to fields, Partaking of grass, leaning against trees, lying down. Its classrooms are the landscape's vast expanse.
04/30/09 - (2)
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