The shock of seeing what little work there is given
to another, someone with such an immediate sense
of concrete, material world nothing except sensory
perception exists; I'm the first to commend her for
carrying out all administrative & routine projects so
much better than I - bureaucratic life's actually very
foreign to my psyche & simply serves as a brilliant
background for a modern opera about government
service: sadly I watched the work gobbled up by the
clever person with a closed mind who can only see
three steps ahead, & nothing anywhere else; such
a wonderful worker, an ethical moral person whose
integrity is beyond any doubt, kind and considerate,
but without any desire to understand anything else
ever - rejecting quantum physics as nonsensical -
unwilling to know the world as a hologram,
illusionary reality as bureaucratic imperative being
the beginning and end of her life - and I don't know
what to say as I'll keep the peace agreeing with all
she says because it's better to be happy than to be
right - suffocating behind a spiritual mask honouring
everyone's right to their relative truth while my soul
longs for a wide view of infinite dimensions
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
LOL! Is this supposed to be funny. I am not very intellectual, can only express my deepest feelings in poetry - but - I would love to read your poem out loud when waiting at Home Affairs or any other government establishment.