“What you are touching is your singularity: the self beneath every self.”
Love that! In recovery they say that there’s the you that you know, the you that everyone else knows, and the you that nobody knows. The aim is to make all three of them the same person. From another perspective Jung said that as infinitely hard as it be to be like Christ [or any other religious idol], that it’s even harder to be who YOU are. This is one of the main themes of my (overly philosophical—guilty as charged) novel, Divine Madness - The Quantum Mechanics of the Soul.
I love this on so many levels, but you fully had me the moment you brought Jung into it. The tension between the selves we perform, the selves others know, and the self we barely allow ourselves to meet is very much at the heart of this poem.
Perhaps singularity is the point where those selves stop negotiating and finally recognize one another.
And now I am very curious about Divine Madness. Thank you for meeting the poem so deeply.
It's very evident that you are a doctor your palms have no soul no Groove no rhythm you come off depressed it's a great read don't get me wrong but you need to learn how to connect people I can see now you are very disconnected I'm not saying you care about subscriptions cuz I don't if you want people to read what you have to say poetry is like a beautiful song that you close your eyes too and you just start swaying white plays poetry is like candles in the bathroom bubble bath in the tub and you get into the water and you can barely stand the Heat you just relax poetry is like making love feeling someone touch you all over your body and you just shiver remember all these and you will connect with you I love you my queen beautiful day
Thank you for reading and for restacking the poem.
I think we may simply have different ideas about what poetry should do. Poetry does not always need to feel like music, candlelight, warmth, or sensuality. Some poems are written to unsettle, descend, confront, and remain where comfort ends. Singularity was written from that place.
It is entirely fair if you did not connect with its rhythm or emotional register. I would only distinguish that from making judgments about whether the poem has soul, or whether I am depressed or disconnected. Those conclusions move beyond the work itself.
I appreciate the engagement. I would simply ask that any future critique remain with the writing.
Wow that smacked me unexpectedly in probably the right place for the wrong reason...
it was the first bit. I realise here 8 have never been on a road. I am not looking for anything - because I have never had a vision of a future self. Ever. That's a massive realisation. I would probably try harder at something or anything if I was going somewhere with it! I will have to think about this a lot. I try things, I don't mind chaos or uncertainty, but I also never expected to be a future version of myself that I might have previously imagined. When i was little I never thought what I might be or do. I couldn't see anything. Still can't. Perhaps I need a plan!
Rezhna, good morning. I feel that, especially during the times when I was truly struggling, I was looking for answers outside of myself. Things like other people's approval, results, or guarantees about the future. But in the end, the person I spend the longest time with is myself. 😇
“What you are touching is your singularity: the self beneath every self.”
Love that! In recovery they say that there’s the you that you know, the you that everyone else knows, and the you that nobody knows. The aim is to make all three of them the same person. From another perspective Jung said that as infinitely hard as it be to be like Christ [or any other religious idol], that it’s even harder to be who YOU are. This is one of the main themes of my (overly philosophical—guilty as charged) novel, Divine Madness - The Quantum Mechanics of the Soul.
I love this on so many levels, but you fully had me the moment you brought Jung into it. The tension between the selves we perform, the selves others know, and the self we barely allow ourselves to meet is very much at the heart of this poem.
Perhaps singularity is the point where those selves stop negotiating and finally recognize one another.
And now I am very curious about Divine Madness. Thank you for meeting the poem so deeply.
It's very evident that you are a doctor your palms have no soul no Groove no rhythm you come off depressed it's a great read don't get me wrong but you need to learn how to connect people I can see now you are very disconnected I'm not saying you care about subscriptions cuz I don't if you want people to read what you have to say poetry is like a beautiful song that you close your eyes too and you just start swaying white plays poetry is like candles in the bathroom bubble bath in the tub and you get into the water and you can barely stand the Heat you just relax poetry is like making love feeling someone touch you all over your body and you just shiver remember all these and you will connect with you I love you my queen beautiful day
Thank you for reading and for restacking the poem.
I think we may simply have different ideas about what poetry should do. Poetry does not always need to feel like music, candlelight, warmth, or sensuality. Some poems are written to unsettle, descend, confront, and remain where comfort ends. Singularity was written from that place.
It is entirely fair if you did not connect with its rhythm or emotional register. I would only distinguish that from making judgments about whether the poem has soul, or whether I am depressed or disconnected. Those conclusions move beyond the work itself.
I appreciate the engagement. I would simply ask that any future critique remain with the writing.
You might like this article about the human need to search: https://williamsworld.substack.com/p/thoughts-from-the-edge
Wow that smacked me unexpectedly in probably the right place for the wrong reason...
it was the first bit. I realise here 8 have never been on a road. I am not looking for anything - because I have never had a vision of a future self. Ever. That's a massive realisation. I would probably try harder at something or anything if I was going somewhere with it! I will have to think about this a lot. I try things, I don't mind chaos or uncertainty, but I also never expected to be a future version of myself that I might have previously imagined. When i was little I never thought what I might be or do. I couldn't see anything. Still can't. Perhaps I need a plan!
Rezhna, good morning. I feel that, especially during the times when I was truly struggling, I was looking for answers outside of myself. Things like other people's approval, results, or guarantees about the future. But in the end, the person I spend the longest time with is myself. 😇
https://annaiah77.substack.com/p/a-womans-beauty-compared-to-a-rose?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=6gnqaf