Dionysus and Apollo: Battle for Reality

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    Dionysus and Apollo: Battle for Reality

    Listen not to the heathens for their tongue is forked
    Give them your ears and your mind they will have worked.
    Their futile pursuit of the invisible
    Must fall to the hand of what's reasonable.

    Since what you see is what you get
    And what you get is what you see
    Join in their glee and earn naught but what's free.

    In the name of progress, ideas must be concrete.
    Something to grasp to ascend the peak.
    Can't you see they will

    Devour your mortal soul, your morals, whole.
    You ask for proof, instead I'll feed you my truth
    To which you must comply, cannot deny.

    Brother must you be limited, by what you see?
    Or will you let yourself go and see what you'll be?
    Is the reason you seek a type that leads to arrogance?
    Or of the kind that invokes a sense of ignorance?

    Can you expect man to know all?
    A motion to such sets up a fall.

    To be physical is to have limits, which you must amend.
    Boundaries, categories, and lines, you must transcend.

    Copyright, Vincent Decker, 2008

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    devaamido commented on Dionysus and Apollo: Battle for Reality

    06-20-2009

    Apollo & Dionysus are more two opposite poles of human perception. The notion of their being in conflict was a Nietzschean "heresy". These things are hard to make clear in the short space of a poem. The only way I can do that, is to tell it as a story of some personal experience I've had that illustrates the idea, rather than putting it into a dialogue as the Grek did, or telling it straight out, like you do in the US. Nice ideas. Poem needs polishing.

    Blitzbolter commented on Dionysus and Apollo: Battle for Reality

    01-19-2009

    Hey man! I'm still grappling with what is going on here. Beautiful language

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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