Saturday, April 23, 2011
Tales of Ourselves
Humanity is everlastingly
fascinated by itself. For less
an emotional conceit than it is
an imperative of primal curiosity,
enduring and implacably
sought as validation
of our very existence.
From verbal tales of ancestral
agreements made with the
gods of fortune and laudatory
heroic exploits, to tribal and
clan myths and gossip, as natural
to the species as the rhythmic beating
of the human heart, the
beating of tribal drums.
Written history, mythic anecdotes,
oral story traditions and pantomimic
dance displays honouring and
decoding human interaction
illustrate, define and celebrate our
presence within a universe whose
dimensions and possibilities
are beyond probe.
There may be parallel universes
in the stratosphere and as near as
our touch, yet beyond our consciousness,
but we humans have our own parallel
lives as near as an outstretched hand
grasping the creation of a story from a
shelf laden with tales of ourselves.
Labels:
Poetry
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