Leftovers
Why is knowledge, why is anything born of the Ivory Tower
– Science, mathematics, history, et cetera ad infinitum –
Any less imaginary than Alice in Wonderland?
All consciousness is but the thunder and lightning of mind.
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One of the big lessons in history
Is that its best to be cautious about trusting anybody with an agenda
That is not necessarily in your best interest.
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There is no such thing as history; there are only historians.
Storytellers who persuade you to imagine their stories real.
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From long before human history’s earliest etchings,
The wealthy, the famous, the powerful, have deceived themselves and others
Into believing themselves superior to the masses without.
Smoke and mirrors from the get-go.
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History is an ever-churning dynamic of interconnected contexts
Playing out the cosmic patterns begun in the long-ago-not-long-ago.
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History would indicate that many if not most human beings
Value a pile of the glittery stuff more than they do existence.
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Stories, history is chock-full of them, and every group across time has them.
It is the attachment to any of them that warrants fathoming the deeper current.
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Sometimes for a few moments, sometimes for an entire lifetime.
Sometimes beneficial, sometime harmful, sometimes trifling.
It is a dynamic from which all history is written, or not.
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What agendas will set in stone the historical chronicles
Of this relatively brief window of the human paradigm?
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All histories, even the most scholarly renditions,
Are likely laced with at least one untruth,
And most likely more than a few.
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Believing your little blip of existence
Will make any significant impact is laughable.
Historical archives are chock-full of the all-but-forgotten.
Oblivion awaits your surrender.
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No history is ever exactly what we imagine it to be,
And certainly not close to anything even the most well-intentioned screenwriter
Can bundle into a two-hour movie, a ten-hour documentary,
Or even a long-running mini-series.
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History is woven into every language.
The dead reign from the graves of mind.
From the dusty realms at imagination’s end.
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Toying with history.
More toying with history.
Even more toying with history.
Soundbites
How quickly history fades.
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History is chock-full of lies.
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What is any language but layers of history, of culture, interwoven into its ever-changing nature.
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History is always unfolding the same way any given different day.
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Yet another non-essential factoid for history to quickly forget.
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Forget yourself before history does.
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Who will be the last historian, the last chronicler of the human paradigm?
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Far, far, infinitely far more unwritten history than written.
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History is a great deal of imaginary dead weight.
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No history survives the test of eternity.
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How attached we are to our histories; those that have managed to survive.
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Is any history ever more than a tool to manipulate the masses?
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History always tells.
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History is written by those who feel the call to bother.
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Covenants made with history are chains that bind minds to time.
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Toying with history, more toying with history, even more toying with history.
Breadcrumbs
An interjection into history's unfolding.
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Know too much history to bother fighting its unfolding.
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When it comes to dealing with the mystery of existence,
History seems to have dished up every possible delusion imaginable.
These many thoughts are for those whose only real hunger
Is to discern the truth of it for themselves.
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I am forgetting myself long before history will.
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Toying with history, one aphorism at a time.
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“Without history, we are nothing,” a good friend long ago said.
And now, I would say to him, “Even with history, we are nothing.”
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A Johnny Appleseed grassroots campaign of sorts.
A passive-aggressive strategy, of that there is no denying.
But at least, hopefully, well away from the talons
Of any sort of dogmatic cult following
History has far too many times before seen.
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I be a historian of sorts, but not of the truly scholarly blended brew.
Shooting from the hip has always been more my style of living and dying.