Linda at dVerse is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a poem, choosing one of twelve opening sentences. The sentence I have chosen is sentence 5. “No bondage is worse than the hope of happiness.” Carlos Fuentes ‘Diana the Goddess Who Hunts Alone’ Bloomsbury, 1995.
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“All Limitations are self-imposed.” Oliver Wendell Holmes
Questioning The Moral No bondage is worse than the hope of happiness, whether it is an objectified and unworthy idolatry or found only in the benign passion that undergirds, according to the Sceptics warding off hedonism. Whether it is an objectified and unworthy idolatry or is it of the passive mind, or of the violent blood, according to the Sceptics warding off hedonism, that terror too grand for the likes of humanity. Is it of the passive mind, or of the violent blood, the deciding line of all broken moral compasses, that terror too grand for the likes of humanity, relegating all life to dribble about vice and virtue. The deciding line of all broken moral compasses, found only in the benign passion that undergirds, relegating all life to dribble about vice and virtue, no bondage is worse than the hope of happiness. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ® Note: on this occasion my inspiration is underpinned by the work of the the philosopher David Hume who believed that passions rather than rational though inspired happiness. Hume was known as a logical positivist. The work I reference indirectly in my thoughts is 'Essays Moral, Political, and Literary.'
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Thoughtful and well-rendered, Paul.
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Thank you very much for that Lisa.
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You’re most welcome.
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wow – you pulled off something magnificent in depth and form here, Paul!
-David
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wow, thank you David 🙂
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A very thought-provoking poem. I think it leaves us with happiness coming from within.
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Yes, from within, all else is fake and forlorn, thank you Liz.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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So well done Paul.
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Many thanks Linda 🙂
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Deeply thought through. A solid write.
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Thank you very much indeed VJ
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Welcome
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The moral compass is lacking in so many cases… and the temptation to stray from the straight and honest too many.
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Sadly so Bjorn
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you so much Chuck 🙂
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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A philosophical pantoum! Moral compasses and the dribble about virtue and vice–much to think about here, Paul. The questions and problems of the 18th century still continuing.
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Good point it’s like the centuries hold on, while yet we need to move on, thank you indeed.
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You’re welcome. Yes–you got me thinking of how ubiquitous the word virtue was in the 18th century. . .
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Yes, a buzz-word, the term woo comes to mind.
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Many thanks 🙂
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