An Exercise In Kundera

Inspired by an unbearable lightness placed upon my being.

I.

Liberalization began melting the curtain of pig
But the eighty-second element rained down
Upon the radical, dissent springs retaliation
From the pig sledge and the cast scythe

II.

Eternal recurrence, a cyclic themes in the annals
Western and Eastern, Northern and Southern
No escaping the vicious luminescence called the truth

The forces of indifference topsy-turvy the normalcy
The treads are indifferent to the crushing of marrow
The handlers are indifferent to the piles of necrosis

Stalinized knifes know the cold reality of statistics
A million or a multiple more dulls the sympathetic edge
But the single loss, that makes all the difference

III.

Thus Spake Zarathustra,
The unfinished algorithm within the simulation,
The constant not meant to be constant

Morality inverted but only for a time geographically
Other parts of the fallen experiment are still rightly aligned

The problems are the same, but three constants appear
The names, the places, the dates, the first long syllables
The patterns we seek, the constants we discover
Invented by us or the other way around?

IV.

Are we the inventors of totalitarianism or
Did the universe have it always as a bedrock characteristic?

The circularity of the serpent devouring its tail,
The constant not meant to be constant
The madman accusing others of relentless deicide,
The Ferris wheel possessed by a demonic force

V.

Destroyed by a cast scythe against corroded calcite,
Decimated by a pig sledge against the weak foundation

Death, we return to the motes of indestructibility
Pullman’s metaphor for the proposed reality posited by Higgs

Man’s inhumanity to man be damned, universal apathy and
The Ouroboros of life remain the constants that shame and
Overpower the carbon-based life-formed that waste phlogiston

VI.

The ungloved, exposed pig fist of the prior then counterpunched
By the pig fist wrapped in velvet of the newer then

But the long vowel constants enter
The constant not meant to be constant
And at the mercy of an ultimate constant,
The unceasing flow of time

The Hoyle Steady-State Theory applied to
The philosophical abstract of the physical reality
Called the ticking device powered by an acid bath
Of viscous paste, of the thirtieth element added to six

VII.

Shamed eternally and overpowered, the sad excuses
Of amino-acid chain bonding and natural selection

The greatest of the apes is also the least,
The contradiction eternal and unbending

The number-three pencil is the three-dollar bill.

Reviews

[OT]

wooo what a piece this is! you've incorporated the central philosophies well - along with a s**t load of other things - the reference to Nietzsche and his recurrence idea - then drifitng off from that - the word choice is equally superb and well crafted - I like your own little interpretations strewn throughout too - "the constant not meant to be constant" - then the human constants - times and dates - that's something I often ponder on - just how much is time quantifiable and how much have we just assumed - hmm - there is so much more in here to work through and it's clear you put a hell of a lot of thought into this one! one of your best I'd say - the philosophy strong throughout - great stuff!

[Ruth]

AMAZING! The ending blew me away love! WOAHHH!
I am glad I found your writing....superb! This is sublime, in its deliverance, metaphor, archaic language almost, knowledge.....the pencil, the bill.....you have a wisdom of all things held secret, it seems, the more I read your work, the more I think that you are clued in lol Brilliant love, LOVE it! xx

[David W Moore III]

This is a little esoteric for my particular tastes. Not that it isn't good, just outside what I usually read. There are a lot of theories and other references, scientific and optherwise, that while I followed most of them, some flew over my head. I wish I could say that I understood the pig metaphor because it is obviously central to this piece.
I like the philosophic edge, and the thinking. I think this one is best felt on the second reading, after it all has a chance to digest!