I Am the Sum of All Memory

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I Am the Sum of All Memory

By Tony DeLorger © 2013


What within me pleads understanding,

is that part of my soul that is memory,

that is the cellular record of my becoming,

my ancestry and evolution.


What I am is the sum of all that has been,

all that man was, is and will become,

and I as an individual, struggle to contain and balance

all that writhes within me.


The complexity of my being is endless,

and my journey vast and inconceivable,

yet I endure the conflict between memory, propensity and nature,

all striving to form one individual entity of human origin.


What makes sense to me in consciousness,

is so often unrelated to my daily earthly experience,

and I must look beyond the flesh for validation,

and to balance all that could lose my mind to insanity.


My pursuits offer guidance and comfort,

but also the clarity of all that I must process in this state of awareness,

which is often times overwhelming,

and distracting to the mundane, arduous course of physical life.


In the quietness of solitude I find oblivion,

sort from the incessant whispers of primordial past,

and I endeavour to manifest clear and unencumbered reality,

without falling to my own mental gymnastics.


In the end, I seek peace, from the world and myself,

focussing on the simplicity of natural life,

and without the conflicts of power and egocentricity,

and the grief of inflicting will and contention.


I attempt to commit to memory, only this.


Accepting who we are, from all our past and experience, is never easy but the truth will free your life.

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Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Thanks Wayne, and keep 'em coming, I will.


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wayne barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

Very profound piece Tony. Keep em comin'.


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Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Very kind, Phyllis, and pleased it struck you as it did. Nice to hear from you. Take care.


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Phyllis Doyle 3 years ago from High desert of Nevada.

Tony, wow! I am trying to think of something profound to say, but words escape me right now -- you have said it all in truths that go deep within the soul. Beautiful.


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Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

It is a fascinating subject Jan, and I believe our brains are far more capable that we think. So I do believe part of us retains the memories of all that has come before us, and even in our subconscious minds propensities that have been created from experience of previous generations. Hard to prove, but certainly worth considering. Have a great day.


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janshares 3 years ago from Washington, DC

So deep, so full, not many words to say. This is a poem that makes one introspect. You've expressed the depth of our infinite existence so well. I will have to read it again to grasp all that you've put here. I've always been intrigued with this notion of cellular memory, especially as it relates to slavery and generational trauma. Thanks for an amazing poem. Voted up, awesome, and beautiful.

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