Friday, December 19, 2008

id -- an answer to echo

id

semiotic spaces

ungrammatically linguistic

primal utterance of elements

subatomic fractals seed

flower

seed

flowering swirling mass of subjectivity

never fully formed absolute

only uncertainty exploring forgetting itself

id

8 comments:

Lynn said...

Oy, a poem I need a dictionary to read!!!! I will give this some time. Just good to SEE YOU again...your absences are so noticable.

Wishing you a Happy New Year Hopper!

Anonymous said...

Hey Hopper. Are you in town or in South Ontario? - Duke

human being said...

oh no no Jon... at the end of this short but great journey we have through this poem, we do not come to 'id' again...

"only uncertainty exploring forgetting itself"

this is the 'self' talking... a self that knows... that is aware...

i feel you're experiencing great feelings and ideas... and my heart brims with joy to think so...
i wish a happy new year for you and yours...
Happy Christmas!

id: i dare
;)

Anonymous said...

Hopper--I am returning for a brief visit because your blog was the first time I ever felt called to write without fear in this context. I think this might say something about you and it probably says something about me, too.
Where ever you are and where ever is home and whoever means anything to you....now is the time to love .... always now.
Happy solstice and joyous yule and all blessings from whatever source sustains you....
with respect to you all
Hope

zoinkyzooz said...

uncertainty exploring forgetting itself

sometimes i feel like that :)

you scream inspriation in my face and I like it

zoinkyzooz said...

p.s. what happend to your other blog?

BBC said...

I hope that you have a job.

DeLi said...

you always challenge me in a good way Jon...
cheers to 2009 and looking forward to fruitful exchange herein blogland