'A Paradigm.' - Poem by Anthony Fry
Our peace of owning a sweet dreaming pillow for slumber.
Dream what you want to dream about, tranquil Paradise.
A philosophy of science, a specific way of viewing reality.
Observations, of a polysemic social psychology science.
An issue of incommensurability controls your Paradigm.
Elements are so dreamt, as quasi-metaphysical Dreams.
Faery power, as in mythology, yes all fairies are immortal.
These preconceptions embody those hidden assumptions.
Ideal notions, precipitate a demiurge, strike like lightning.
A concern in behaviourism, and our social circumstances.
That rhetoric nightmare disturbs my sweet dreams at night.
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