𝐃𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐧
putting off the
body aside
the acclaimed 'I'
became free
now the
f
r
e
e
d
'I'
wants to know—
leaking from
father and
sprouted in a
womb
what the hell is
that lump
beyond the
cognizance of BEING
from some million
chromosomes
chosen was this,
why
while on this
material earth
without any
courteous petition
nothing can beget
wasn't appealed
for
either to be
the you, s/he or
i
that descended
with the body
— say WE,
if departed
earlier to mirror stage
would not come
into the grammar of
death's
reminiscence
but again the
grave digger DESIRE
emitted elsewhere
by buddha
became our eon
and again WE
gushed forward
lifting the
life-envelope, who
those many have
turned it to a bizarre song
the glittering
stuff we filled
in the corners
and
chasms of that
sheath
have threaded the
fabled narratives
of human pride.
a
n
d
we are claiming
still− therefore i am
fighting
am fighting a
great war
great great war
but this fighting
has forgotten ever
the numberless
wounds of earth
forgotten was
those pains
of blood and
fleshes
scratched upon
ever
by you
by WE
in order to
legitimize
the same
chronicle
thereupon
we named
ourselves
− the WISE MAN
but if peeped to
the footprints of
violence
never was
achieved this much carcasses
than knowledge
has ever
never was met
with so much blood
than the wisdom
has flushed out ever
knowledge is
there so we are divided
knowledge is
there so we are coveted
there is the
knowledge
and we have
shown-off the purpose
to this meagre
LIFE
amid of this
trivial mooching around
can we splice
the comic of
these purposes
so sometimes
facing toward the
void
mind is here to
question about
that
the desire−
feeding upon this
knowledge
or
the passing
puberty that−
rasping the
trashcan,
are
purposeful how
much
per se, who am I
either that WISE
MAN
wishing to be
happy with
the container of
this strapped body,
or
is it the only
essence of some soul
who was gushed
from some innocence
and send-off to
zero elsewhere.
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dasien, (german)
'being there', 'presence', 'existence'. used by martin heidegger in his magnum
opus 'being and time' (1927).
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