holding together, molecularly
Cultivated in our minds / Polaroids from beyond, above, caricatures of continental outlines we see
on walls and book covers, brands, perpetuating identity
As a fixed, intractable reality / In our enlightenment, we have maps, parchments of assumptions and
provocations, boundaries to the eyes but what of the Spirits?
Ignoring the distortion of an absent third dimension, we assent to the deformed, flat projection
What of the tectonic shifts to come? When we will see lands crumble into the sea by god or man
What power does this mind map hold over us? What of the B.C. man, his calendar, his animal skins of empires and oceans, his mind's map
What power does this mind globe hold? Can you find myself on a descending hierarchy,
nation-
region-
state-
county-
city-
neighborhood?
Can I find yourself using the global positioning satellites ever eclipsing?
Is it comforting to find, locate, "X"? Does precision matter?
Is it false and ignorant or close-enough and necessary?
From this ground, a two mile radius until the drizzle of horizon overcomes, a fade into infinity, eternity, all the realm we do not see
Enduring as seeing him who is invisible.
