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Slaves To Perception

Slaves to Perception….   Perception is influenced by probability judgments formed on the basis of earlier actions performed in similar situations     And I think I know   As much as I know of a triangle and breathed in the number three, all of this unto me all of this unto me.   If the premise was true the conclusion was true, But how would I know the conclusive evidence: that product which is truth when the addends divulged were false, and the addends are always false as truths evolve and reemerge as new philosophies… And Even as a poet I have learned from a defamed philologist that words get in the way…   The sum of it all is out there somewhere in the ether… floating aloft in a grey heather or the black vastness of space Aloft a mist or rather it is a mystery just   JUST clanking, ringing along in eternity with all those other eternal truths just beyond my knowing…   I derived a conclusion, intuited from a premise… like a hound to a fox…yet red herrings abound when you’re around… and I chase logical fallacies and grab kite’s strings…that pull me along with the rhythm the beat of your pulse,   If the woman is sick she will vomit, If she vomited, she was poisoned.   In similar situations, the premises are all smoke and mirrors and the looking glass no clearer through the dregs of Domain Romanee Conti products…I saw your one eye peer at me…sizing me up outwitting me poking jest at love: that tomfoolery.   And simple biological permutations of something that renders itself as love is what you seek and what I know to be the opinion of each is different for all the same reality. If we assign meaning in our own minds to each act--an action of reality-- Why then would it matter to engage? To indulge and assign meaning and perception to anything? That simply enslaves us all.

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