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"People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion." (Einstein)
If one could only express the turbulence,
the distance between the body and the soul,
between forever and nothing.
Time; a creation of man, the past remembered yet no longer exists.
Nor does tomorrow for it is yet to be
only memories and possibilities in the minds of men.
Left here in the moment, the now
Measured by what was and what could be.
How much truth can be found here in an instant made only of thoughts, stubbornly persistent illusions painted on a canvas of consciousness?
"Time; a creation of man, the past remembered yet no longer exists."
Yes, a concept explored by many. I am in the middle of writing a script using Einstein and his theories of time and space as a theme. It is Einstein who developed the theory of relativity - time is only relative to our point of reference.
The depth of your piece is profound, and I feel that to critique one's thoughts is wrong and hypocritical. Therefore, I will offer only my thoughts.
"Left here in the moment, the now Measured by what was and what could be."
And that's it, really. What is measurement but a man-made attempt at placing value and worth and comprehension on everything? Even the present is measured by what it could have been, and what has come before it and what is to come after.
I like the way that you draw your piece to a close: "How much truth can be found here in an instant made only of thoughts, stubbornly persistent illusions painted on a canvas of consciousness?"
If one could only express the turbulence, between the body and the soul, between forever and nothing. Time; a creation of man, the past remembered yet no longer exists. Nor does tomorrow for it is yet to be only memories and possibilities in the minds of men. Left here in the moment, the now Measured by what was and what could be. How much truth can be found here in an instant made only of thoughts, stubbornly persistent illusions painted on a canvas of consciousness?
This format makes it incredibly more easier to digest. If you going to write on heavy topics of the nature of existence and time and space we readers need places to breathe, otherwise we will simply die -lol. Its a little bit dry in places, like a philosophical treatise. Maybe I would have liked to have seen a bit more imagery to liven it up, maybe imagery from real (sorry take that back -illusory) world, something to show the passage of time without being grossly thin and worn out. Actually, imagine writing a poem where the reader would come to this conclusion by dint of reading the images that you describe, rather than you having to spell it all out in black and white existential terms - now that would be a great poem !
hey man, this is great, time, space, everything flows, but I suppose your poem was a bit plain, I mean maybe you needed a bit more imagery to creat an atmosphere for ya readers
the content of the poem is however very serious, not many people actuall able to write good poems on serious but you did a pretty good job.
I kinda felt as though I was traveling different phases coz the way you express time (a creation of me) that's pretty cool.
well my favourite part was when you said, "Measured by what was and what could be" it sort of reminds of how man is so unaware of his surroundings.
This poem is beautiful, deep, touching and truthful