How do you find meaning in a culture that magnifies mostly temporary things? How can you rest when all is designed for restlessness? You clear an inner space, ponder some new angles that have roots, then evict the freeloading, rootless narratives. Just as we can't stay underwater long before coming back up for air, we can't bear meaninglessness long before we have to return to or find meaning in things. When we don't, we can't breathe, and the atmosphere seems poisonous as we struggle to inhale a purpose that makes sense ...
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How do you find meaning in a culture that magnifies mostly temporary things? How can you rest when all is designed for restlessness? You clear an inner space, ponder some new angles that have roots, then evict the freeloading, rootless narratives. Just as we can't stay underwater long before coming back up for air, we can't bear meaninglessness long before we have to return to or find meaning in things. When we don't, we can't breathe, and the atmosphere seems poisonous as we struggle to inhale a purpose that makes sense again. We're so wired for meaning that, if things get bad enough, we'll impose one on reality that nobody sees but us. Or if we finally accept that all things are meaningless, we become candidates for suicide. These days we're getting used to those who take others with them. These poems and commentary are designed to highlight many aspects of meaning. The world is a meaningful place but not in the sense that it caters to the photoshopped version of things we're soaking in. There is no shortage of meaning, only many wrong ways of trying to put it in a headlock to suit our egos. I try here to show varied glimpses of meaning through poems in hope that the reader can, as it were, share an oxygen mask with me until we can get to the surface. Every day is an opportunity for meaning, if only we allow it. Order your copy today and take a new breath.
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