Hardest To Forget

Hardest To Forget

A Poem by wuliheron

This is a root logic poem extrapolated from the Tao Te Ching and describing rudimentary nonlinear temporal dynamics and bullshit fuzzy logic.


Hardest To Forget

I hear the drums echoin’ tonight, she hears only whispers.

Doesn’t matter what I say, so long as I say it with inflection.

Her Moonlight Wings reflect the stars my Guiding Salvation!

Mama didn’t Raise No Damn Fools Insisting we worked hard!

To become The Total Blithering Idiots, we All turned out to be!

We're Trying to Prove ourselves Wrong, as quickly as possible!

For only in this fashion can any hope To Make Faster Progress!

When you can no longer Identify, you have identified nothing!

You can tell when you’ve got it Right by its elegant simplicity!

What works, works while Explanations are for philosophers!

Occam’s Razor turns into Goldilocks nightmare!

You just can’t Get Agreement in this present tense,

We all speak a different language Talking in defense.

We only sacrifice the Future its the bitterness that lasts.

We Only Sacrifice the present Protecting what once was.

Yet he who forgets the past is destined to repeat it again,

What comes around goes around and around yet again!

While He Who Innocently Remembers Remains Fated!

To Know what It Means To Wish to remain Ignorant!

To Wish they had never come to know some things!

To wish they Could Never remember some things!

To wish it were possible to Unhear what is heard!

To wish they could Un-see What’s already seen!

To wish life could somehow be truly Different!

To Wish they could forget quite a few things!

But he who forgets their Future Lies ahead!

Is destined to go down in History forever!

Confronting their, Unimaginable future!

Much Sooner Then They Can Imagine!

Making them wish they could forget!

Making them wish life made sense!

Wish they had tried to remember!

Wish their heart was more open.

He Whose Heart, Never Forgets!

Knows what is hardest to Forget!

Knows! what’s Easy to remember!

Knows! What All Might Only Live!

Knows, somehow without knowing!

Knows Somehow, Knowing Nothing!

Chance Favors The Unprepared Mind!

Nature Favors whatever comes around!

The Invisible Enemy is our Only Enemy!

The Roaring Silence is Our only Warning!

Comfortably Numb, Is As Good As It Gets!

When We Encourage Each Other, To Ignore!

What’s, Blatantly, Missing From This Picture!

For once You Have Eliminated the Impossible!

You have narrowed down everybody’s choices!

The Spirit won’t invest itself in any compromise!

Harmony flourishes Never making any demands!

Discord Flourishes Making endless new Demands!

Once you’ve exhausted all the possible alternatives!

Whatever Remains, Can Only Be Highly Improbable!

Reality is for those who watched the Wrong Cartoons!

The Spark Within All Shines Upon the Darkest Depths!

Embracing Golden Silence Our World Learns To Be Still!

Look Before You Leap For As Yea Sow So Shall Yea Reap!

Remain rooted When Bumbling Down a road less traveled!

Reach out to others to Discover what Life Is Really all about!

Learn how to Laugh, as if you didn’t have a care in the world!

Dance as if nobody is watching! Sing as if there’s no tomorrow!

Set Your Words Free and see if they bother to come back to you!

Life is for the Living while elaborate explanations are for history!

Listening to your own beating Heart is what living life is all about!

If you aren’t sure where yer going then you might already be There!

Making Over Ninety Percent of This Game, Half-Mental Head-Trips!

You could have a steam Train if you would just lay down your Tracks!

Shout, shout, shout it all out, these are the things we can all do without!

Everybody’s Talkin’ at me I can’t hear a word they’re saying only the TV!

Hello, hello, hello, is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me…

Murmuring contentedly, mere babbling in our ears, with no real significance,

Whenever the lights are left on, because there’s Nobody Home but us chickens!

Ya don’t need a weatherman to know the b**b tube was left on too damned long!

Especially, when they start to enjoy arguing nonstop with their own b**b tube over!

Heroes for ghosts, hot ashes for trees, hot air for a cool breeze, cold comfort for change!

Did you exchange a walk on part in the war, for a lead role in Neverending Armegedon?

Its the end of the world as we know it, its the end of reality as we know it and I feel fine!

Has our conscience shown has the sweet breeze blown, where has all the kindness gone?

( Toto, Blues Traveler, Richard Feynman, Mike and the Mechanics, George Santayana, Louis Pasteur, Pink Floyd, Sherlock Holmes, Eagles, Robert Fritz, Samuel Butler, William Purkey, Yogi Berra, Harry Nilsson, Peter Gabriel, Tears For Fears, REM, Collective Soul)

© 2019 wuliheron

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I had to read it a few times, but this is an extrapolation on Hughes Mearns famous poem "Antagonish". "Last night I saw upon the stair, a little man who wasn't there". The difference is it extrapolates the same simple logic to include more complex nonlinear temporal dynamics that can express everything as simultaneously beautiful and humorous, by simply focusing on what's missing from this picture and, if truth be told, my father's sense of Socratic humor. That there was this much analog logic compressed in Mike and the Mechanics four song lines blew me away, even though I knew it had a fair amount.

Making everything as vague as humanly imaginable, the timing or cadence can act to tie everything together more organically. The play Oklahoma is a good example, with one dimensional caricatures that dance like Fred Astaire. However, here the contextual vagueness also expresses modern neurology and the actual need of our neurons to forget things as well as be able to remember them, and it also expresses the modified Bayesian probabilities vanishing into indeterminacy that describe the laws of physics as well as neurology. Life in a singularity means the brain shares the same mathematical architecture as the laws of physics and thermodynamics in particular.

The brain is what's called a "slow cooker" similar to a crockpot that isn't superfast, but makes mush out of anything and constantly searches for what to ignore, while we occupy ourselves figuring out what to pay attention to. A dog runs out in the street because his brain can't figure out what to ignore, and he sees something interesting. His brain can't stop him, because all it does is use a Monty Carlo approach to decide what is likely worth ignoring, and assumes whoever is in charge will figure out the rest, and it may not have time to crunch all the numbers in the current situation. As stupid as that might sound and most certainly is, the dog has maybe a five year lifespan in the wild, and its brain is more interested in getting fed than anything else.

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Added on June 2, 2019
Last Updated on June 25, 2019



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