9th CENTURY _ ALKINDI
'' It is fitting for us, NOT to be ashamed
of acknowledging truth
and to assimilate it,
from whatever source it comes to us
There is NOTHING of higher value than truth itself
it NEVER cheapens or abases he who seeks''
I wonder, I wonder
will writing how I feel witout ever seeing it ...work
it would be like writing in space and imagining the letters dissappear into alternate realities
maybe even travelling to some other planet
forming into their meaning
so If I wrote about true love
as the words miraged through the air
they would become love
or if I wrote about a dream
the dream would enfold
or if I wrote about a fear
the fear I would have
......
if i wrote words and didnt see them
never heard them
just wrote them
and thought about other things
like space and galaxies
and heaven
and the past
if I thought about the past and the people in it
I was on a path
and my words were on their own journey
I wouldnt have to feel them
I wouldnt have to control them
I think that would be fair
for words are crucial to pain
as they are to love
as they are to episodes of fury
as they are to knowledge
as
they
are
to
me
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