Absolutes

Absolutes:

without absolutes - it's all really too subtle for words, defying description, and phrases structured in a way that makes too definite of a claim. Most especially to write without including a sense of poetry, adding emphasis to the given topic at the expense of the essence that's implied. To state anything as an absolute seems to remove me from my poetic sense. Life doesn't seem any certain way to me, it's too inclusive to declare a truth. 

everything I write is for the essence of it all. 

even science works in theories, testing every claim, allowing additional information to added through the years. My life is no different, a working theory on what's true for every moment, but at no point finding myself definite with belief. There is no issue being proven wrong, with nothing held as absolute it's all an easy letting go. 

my every belief is weightless. 

for me, it's all poetry, a dedication to the lyrical moment at hand and nothing more. If I give an absolute it's not to be believed. I only know life by living it. My failures are numerous. It's all been so beautiful, so wild to be held by such an allowing life. If I've awaken to anything it's only been to life, that I'm lived by this allowing gift, never true and definite in anything but this. 

what I write, is simply an aspect of this, it's part of life with a wish to be expressed. There is nothing declared here, no absolutes to offer. What's here is my theory of the moment, easily proven wrong through any following moment. Yet perhaps there's some essence is implied, a sense of how life flows, a hint of it's great mystery...

a truth, for just this moment.

~

Peace, Eric