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[Albert Pierce Bales]

 

Sometimes you submit something for publication and you have no idea where it goes or who looks at it or even if a human being ever sees it.  To get some positive response I am now sending this attached letter with every submission.    Doktor%20Poetry.odt

[Stranger]

the endless creativity
that created all your impressions of you
and all you sense and inspire to know
and endlessly more
despite that your impression of you
ends
the muse does not,
simply cannot,
because it never began
as you think you did
... what then when you begin again
after death
what will you believe then ? :

Intense light
in the darkness
insight...
piercing lies
dogma's demise
mercy's fragrance
-slips swept aside-
impendingly
denial can't hide
so many truth's
unsaid out loud
revealed within through heart-blood's cloud
this whitest veil
forgiveness' shroud
beyond all death
beyond the self
revealed being
of lives' true breath
why wander longer man's deceit
life's slander
then lies at our feet
that key we hid turns
in the lock
life no more measured
by a clock
but when one dreams
illusion gone
all fly through light to brighter sun
folks swim uphill though torrent's flow
till at the top
all come to know
there is one source where all were born
known as we know
there was no storm
our destiny but to return
for in all hearts this fire burns
...the story ends
but as a dream
of many things
so much obscene
but lovingness has always been
though for a while
love just the cream
...one creativity returning
to wholeness
from the painful churning
through what we know full well at hearts
bliss
being whole
the pain departs
soul defies lies
once love's surmised
all will awake to their surprise
we'll understand what signs portended
that love was just illusions friend
- creative spirit
has no end...

[Albert Pierce Bales]

there is a psychological condition which causes the sufferer to speak in 'word salad', a phrase used by psychologists to describe a sudden involuntary ejaculation of words.  I once witnessed an episode of this phenomenon and it was amazing.  There was absolutely no relationship between any of the words uttered.  If you try to reel off a stream of words you will tend to word-associate to some degree or other.  A rational mind automaticly makes connections.  For instance, if you were asked to extemporaneously  say fifteen random words you would find yourself saying a few nouns, a few adjectives or verbs depending upon your customary usage.  Word salad erupts from a mind so disassociated that the rational mind cannot replicate a similar stream of words without dedicated concentration.  This concerns only individual words, a sentence salad is far more common and much easier to accomplish but just as meaningless.  (See the poem, How Many Poems Can Dance in the Mind of a Pinhead?, the Velvet Meat Grinder, 2010, Lulu Press)