A Counter Reality when All Else Fails

In depths

swimming amongst the styx

finding it hard

a'times summoned to the bosom

of yonder Gods

who know my duty

what I do

what i deserve

what I know

that I am where I am

for that is how I was made

doing that will

with apt aplomb

curious at what makes me do

knowing I do it not for them


why if my fellows

who keep me company at times

can not find joy

in knowing tomorrow finds

new things

new people

looking outside

seeing need

filling such and feeling love


they who serve not

are left in hell

to make what they can

of existence so their own making


say not that you suffer

there is no joy in self

say not you are in pain

concentration on self makes for torture


enjoy your torture

as you like to moan

enough of that


They ask me if I am happy

the happiness they speak of

is for the ignorant

the blind

they who know not

nor care

seeking that which makes them feel enough

with no will to change

ere they find they are not


tis not the masochism of the mind

for true sight

leads one to truth

leaves flaws bare

but gives the mind

a blueprint for that passage

a way to over come

there after seeking greater hights


yes there are higher mountains

higher places on this mountain to climb

a'times I slip

a'times I grieve

whimper at the pain of slipping

cry that I climb alone along my stretch

feel agony for those I cannot inspire

though I have tried

shed a tear when my fellows slip as well


These are but passing things.

oh the views

the things I see

the things i understand

that are ripe to share


Hands down for the fellow

willing to come high enough to accept

these are the things that drive

things that make this climb hellish

but to say I'm ever in hell


not but a turn of phrase

as it is said

the only difference

'tween the suffering of the saints or damned

isn't the anguish at times

but the damned spin their wheels

while the saints climb.


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twolittlehands 4 years ago from Utah

You express so much in so few words, Jaggedfrost!

Especially appealing to me is the part about the blue print for the mind allowing us to overcome flaws and seek greater heights.

Inspiring! Thank you.


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Voronwe 4 years ago

A deeply ponderable poem, JaggedFrost. Like so many of your other poems. I'm a silent fan of yours, I find a lot to learn from your words...my comments never seem adequate enough for a response to your poetry.

This poem has many thoughtful and even contradictory themes, but all true - how the good and happy are not necessarily right or truly aware, seeking but without change, "not the masochism of the mind"...

We find truth but the one who finds a single truth proclaims it as the only one and disregards the others; we find flaws where there aren't any.

To some realities, God is frequently imperfect/blamed and others require everything to be humanized.

It's an amazing poem, quite fathomless itself to theorize all the points put forth! Well, it's always a pleasure reading your work, sir. Thank you.


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Jaggedfrost 4 years ago Author

Twolittlehands I am glad that my words touched you. I wish you well in your future endeavors.

Voronwe your flattery makes me blush. I am glad you liked it.

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