Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

Transcendentalism

Much is made of the ‘out-of-body’ phenomenon -

that other-worldly experience

that can shift or shaft accepted ideas.

And rightly so: such events deserve our unbiased scrutiny.

Defining the boundaries, or non-boundaries,

of Soul and Mind occupies serious thinkers constantly -

probably uselessly.

 

I declare that the subject is up for grabs

from anyone who gives it any thought at all

and THIS is my harangue.

Not knowledge, of course, just effrontery,

throwing my cap into the fray unasked

and climbing upon the soapbox -

quite bravely to be honest

because I know: who cares!

Nevertheless – onwards and upwards

For the sheer hell of it!

 

I think that the human mind/soul does not hold

the germ or the death of creation

as a single point.

I postulate (dig me) that the mind

is the machine of associations and interpretations

out of which may arise new ideas and novel ‘happenings’

but always as a result of

the interlinking of prior ‘real time’ experiences.

 

Therefore, I believe Transcendentalism of any kind

must have its roots in specific exposure

(no matter how discrete and whether directly or indirectly)

to an incident or series of incidents

which stimulated the subconscious

or the imagination

to navigate deep unexplored channels

of the Mind or Soul (or Whatever.)

Such connections may lie dormant

unknown and perhaps unknowable

until a physical drama like danger, drugs or dying

triggers the brain to resurrect  the association.

I believe that deliberate deprivation of food and sleep

even motion

sufficiently unbalances the human body

to predispose the brain to hallucinations

already conceived as plausible in the mind.

 

That was a real mouthful, yes, I know.

and I'm not one bit sure of my 'logic' here,

but my theory nevertheless  is:

we dream only what we want to dream

perhaps even what we have to dream

but just to the extent that we are allowed to dream

through experience or suggestion.

 

These ideas have been festering for years

and finally they are in words, however weakly expressed.

Good for me

Too bad for you -

If you have taken the time

To read this through.

Respond if you like

and don't if you don't.

Will I be offended?

No, I won't.

 

Cynthia Buell Thomas

◄ Back To Basic Bacteria

Best Friends Are Never Boring ►

Comments

Profile image

Laura Taylor

Thu 13th Nov 2014 11:11

Ha Cynth - I welled up when I was watching it last night. The absolute mindbending logistics of this - just WOW. Space travel excites the hell out of me. Looks like it's stable (for now) anyway!

Profile image

Cynthia Buell Thomas

Wed 12th Nov 2014 20:01

I do not know how it happened that this little piece became an entity for me, and was then shared, on the same day as mankind put a space machine on a comet. When the craft landed, I actually shivered with emotion at the ultimate juxtaposition of ideas - thus far. I am so glad I had the courage to take a chance, and that I did it today. Let's hope the 'stickers' grab tightly and stay secured for awhile. This is an amazing day!

Profile image

M.C. Newberry

Wed 12th Nov 2014 15:57

Placing the "poetic" aspect to one side in favour of addressing the content...
After a surgeon had performed a risky operation
his patient told him of being above and
looking down as the surgeon worked. That was
greeted with some understandable scepticism -
until the instrument he was using was described
in detail to him: something he had brought late
to the operating table when the patient was
already under anaesthetic and would not have
been able to witness anything. Thereafter, the surgeon kept a more open mind about such things.

Profile image

Laura Taylor

Wed 12th Nov 2014 14:41

Ah my mistake - it's missing from the word 'unknown' :)

Profile image

Graham Sherwood

Wed 12th Nov 2014 12:18

Not at all Cynthia, all subjects are fair game of course.
I read the piece several times and it makes fascinating reading with some nice words

I postulate (dig me)

the germ or the death of creation

we dream only what we want to dream, perhaps even what we have to dream

.......but I couldn't find a poem in it.

regards,

Graham

Profile image

Cynthia Buell Thomas

Wed 12th Nov 2014 11:37

Thanks, you three, a whole lot. Harry, I find the mysticism of 'religion' absolutely fascinating, all forms having such a common denominator, currently or historically. About mind/soul, I think that questions evolve questions, and that, at this point in creation, answers do not yet 'materialise'. Today, even the brain is being severely subjected to empirical evaluation with physical criteria. It boggles the 'mind' what the human race has yet to discover about 'life'.

Greg, I'm not surprised. But one of the definitions of poetry is reducing the much to the minimum, and this took hours through days to condense, and still seem plausible. I'm hoping you do not mean simply that the topic addressed is unsuitable for poetry. 'little tilt towards poetry' is a splendid line.

For me, Science and Religion are inseparable partners: the one has no real value without the other.

Laura, I can't find the missing 'n'. Isn't that hilarious!

Profile image

Graham Sherwood

Wed 12th Nov 2014 11:36

I'm sorry but for me, this reads like an essay with very little tilt toward poetry.

Profile image

Laura Taylor

Wed 12th Nov 2014 09:43

I do believe this is the longest piece you have ever posted Cynthia.

Thought about tightening it up at all? Although it does have a swinging conversational flow to it and would probably perform quite well.

You've missed an 'n' in the 'know' in the 10th line, 4th stanza.

I disagree, by the way, heh, most especially with the 'allowed to dream' part ;)

I agree with Harry on the 'machine' aspect. I was very attracted to Cartesian dualism at first, but soon picked massive holes in it.

Interesting piece, mind (oops, pun unintentional ha) - feels like it's been building for a while :)

Profile image

Harry O'Neill

Tue 11th Nov 2014 22:33

Cynthia,
You were brave to attempt this.

Philosophical Transcendentalism is the theory
that we are `preloaded` with a kind of innate
`sizing up` capability of common sense before
we get here.

However I think your poem is dealing with the
(accepted?) `transcendence, of the `spiritual`
over the material’

Your first stanza speaks of the `out of body` or `other worldly` and of the probable uselessness Of defining the boundaries of such things.

Your second an encouraging `go for it girl` :)
and you promptly go on to define it.

Your third stanza declares that the operations of The human mind/soul are always `the result of the interlinking of prior real time experiences` which (to me) says that these mentally intangible things are material. (it talks of a `machine`)

The fourth talks of mind, soul, ideas, happenings, the subconscious, imagination, etc and offers an account of how they often operate humanly. It says nothing positive of what they are (but–then again –who ever could?)

The rest (without abandoning its position) tells us we can `take it or leave it`.

My own opinion (for what it`s worth) is that the mind is much more mysterious than we can explain, and that neither `scientism` nor the language can explain it to us. Calling it, in essence, a `machine` won`t do

(the vast majority of the worlds population – and me – go to religion and maintain a sort of agnosticism about the details of such things)

I admire you for tackling the issue in a poem (rather than the usual ignoring of it)

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message