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The Sea Of Stuff – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The nightmare of materialism, which has turned the life of the universe into an evil, useless game, is not yet past; it holds the awakening soul still in its grip.” Wassily Kandinsky

The Sea Of Stuff

To have is to drown in a sea of grasp,
like a pearl diver, weighting for the
deeper dive into mortality, driven by
addiction to the elusive hope that the
future past is more real than being
in the brevity of this present moment,
looking for meaning in the shifting 
shadows of the masquerade for which
we create the most elaborate fictions
for ourselves in metrics of the inanimate,
while our centre holds to true happiness.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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