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Against the perversely politicized & theologized idiot-ology of "subjectivity" versus "objectivity," distorted & distorting mirror of totalitarianism, in which power hides its subjectivity behind curtains of pseudo-objectivity so as to destroy all who who are not deceived--"double-speak" on steroids

Beautiful Words: Measure

What we observe as material bodies and forces are nothing but shapes and variations in the structure of space. … The world is given to me only once, not one existing and one perceived. Subject and object are only one. The barrier between them cannot be said to have broken down as a result of recent experience in the physical sciences, for this barrier does not exist.
Erwin Schrödinger
You can't say A is made of B or vice versa. All mass is interaction.
Richard Feynman
“The electron does anything it likes,” [Richard Feynman] said. "It just goes in any direction at any speed, forward or backward in time, however it likes, and then you add up the amplitudes and it gives you the wave-function.” I [Freeman Dyson] said to him, “You’re crazy.” But he wasn’t.
Freeman Dyson

Some words hide in plain sight. We ignore them.
Then, as though clouds open inside a cloud,
History surprises our indolence,
And we learn too late what we knew all along,
Learning too that knowledge is incomplete
Without the quantum of understanding.

Such a word is measure, dry and banal.
That’s for carpenters and physicists, right?
Music? Nah, really hip singers don’t count beats …
How uptight is that! You just swing that thing
And the rest will take care of itself, y’know.
As for cooking, watch your chef pinch and dash.

Long ago stories told of gods and men,
Giants and heroes, great philosophers, too,
Mathematicians, and brave explorers,
Founders of peoples and givers of law,
And they shared one and all a beautiful word —
More honored in the breach than the observance.

To abrogate measure, to swell with self,
Was tyranny’s crime and the intellect’s doom,
Enslavement both of the body’s innocence.
Today, much worse, since reality now,
The primordia that power all of life,
Can only be met in the measuring eye.

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R Allen Shoaf
EROTIC RECKONINGS, my second volume of poetry, can now be purchased from New Plains Press or from Amazon. My third volume, PIED-PIPER PHILOL

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