IN THE WIND'S CARESS 

IN THE WIND'S CARESS 

Inverting time's salient obsidian remnant,

in monuments converted into task and supplication,

erroneous fount of dismal wandering,

my soul has wandered through deserts, charmed by oasis mirages, 

mirroring an endless sky,

chance commingles in destiny,

happenstance arbitrates the fever's memory, 

codified to explore the inculcation of the sublime,

from obscurant wandering. 

With hope distilling destiny,

a compass of compassion and chance choice

I am left to wander the fjords of fate,

and pounce into oceanic splendor,

like a living Icarus, 

born to be reborn 

in the wind's caress. 

Another poem this time with a wingin it analysis hahahah...It's about a balance between faith, culture, and science designing destiny: Do you know the story of Icarus?  Icarus is a Greek myth, his father was a great inventor- he crafted wings so he and his son could fly from one cliff to another and in between was a great expansive ocean. Icarus was told not to fly too close to the sun or the wax on his wings would melt, and he was told not to fly too close to the sea or else the winds would sweep him towards sure death.  Analogies of wandering in the poem are implied as being lead by false representations, (oasis mirages), said to be mirroring the endless sky- here representing illusion that reflects desire to be satisfied, based on reflections which as you may know mirages (analogous to the bridge between culture- the symbolic shared ground we walk on which can be inhospitable at times- and nature- the endless sky importing its illusions into culture) are what happen in a desert when the heat creates a mirroring effect on the sand where the sand is like a mirror reflecting the sky which appears as a body of water-just what one needs when one is in the desert, but it can also lead one toward doom one needs bearings other than wandering through life, (something facilitated by reflecting which creates a selective enculturation or acculturation process) one needs a sense of one's territories, one's destinations, and where one is going in life= one needs a sense of what one NEEDS to achieve, and this is a source of great power- a birth of a moral domain and how we through empathy and collective guidance understand this is both mysterious and numinous on one level yet explainable and mundane on the other. "Chance commingles with destiny" what this means is our decisions depend on chance, but more than this it has to do with forethought and meaningful reflection that invokes inevitable results by way of the bonds between nature and culture...as I see it destiny is not just inevitable, but the things in a life determined by how we structure our intentions and desires, our connections to a sense of what we need which acts as compass of compassion and chance choice- chance of this kind is a sort of happenstance decided along with the role of choice AS destiny in the "fever of memory"- think of this like the purpose of a fever- to destroy foreign aggressors in the body, but in this case they destroy it in the body of probabilities that shape a life---what it means is that destiny is shaped by how we train ourselves to automatically cope with misfortune, disease and difficulty, it implies that compassion guides us toward destiny purposefully and in the case of pouncing into oceanic splendor- of trying something once again, even though one suffered the greatest losses or could suffer the greatest losses again in efforts that defy death as the winds "caress" Icarus (Icarus represents fate, faith and science drawn into experimentations that discover the nature of possibility in the lens of probability articulated as a confirmation of potentially assumed expections that we can only truly understand with the testing of limits.)  

The poem I have crafted is ambiguous- it's premised on Icarus trying again, which is NOT possible, Icarus died, so what does Icarus reborn represent? It represents two things, life as an arrangement of circumstances that bring about success, but not just material success and surviving, but spiritual and intellectual and social and political and economic THRIVING-because Icarus in the first place suffers catastrophic losses, we know it's not about a literal physical rebirth of a person, but of an effort to challenge a limitation as a culture-- Icarus as explored in the poem is not a person but a role, but a role in relation to an aspect of attaining success over or THROUGH failure, which adapts roles to messages and messages to narratives that invoke social realities- but this could be an overarching notion of failure as systematic- based in Sin- automation as a collective reflexive hallucination-Nature devoid of culture-so in a sense the triumph or success over failure implied in the poem this could represent the afterlife this poem, the wind's caress representing nature or God's care, another attempt representing the effort to be guided by the achievements of invention, towards success- if humankind gave up after a set back- where would humanity be?  if God did not grace us with great purpose in defying odds (chance fused with fate- fate which as I use it is like destiny without choice- just inevitability then- like when you drop a stone it falls because of how nature orients forces- but Icarus also represents the role of culture within nature, so in what ways does our fate defy nature- that's an important question with important consequences in my opinion).

Chance can be like the will of God or the incentive and agency of Nature in the sense of what is meant by "Darwinan natural selection" that finally results in an ability of an organism to decide it's destiny, such that WILL or intention to overcome the forces of nature is a liberator and CHANCE is a facilitator of realization AND adaptation....the line before this theme is explored or implied in the poem is: "codified to explore the inculcation of the sublime" here in this section codified means to create something as within a system of signs- like what a poem is LIKE WHAT ALL LANGUAGE IS, or like what all culture is, as we understand it through custom, ritual and experience which teaches us about desire and possibility-  inculcation means to bring about through teaching....and the sublime means the beautiful- so therefore when we speak of memory- a feverish sort of uncertain memory, in the lens of culture and science: it is the political made of policy policed, these three words share the same root, but what does this have to do with designing knowledge as a form of culture?  Policy and policing policy are a kind of codification that shapes how we codify- there are not only laws, there is "the rule of law"- you can look that up- the poem represents that dichotomy too between the facility and facilitative forces of culture- memory guides us toward perceived goals, but people and social groups facilitate the salience of goals based on standards and acceptable norms and those change how we envision possibility... by way of arranging to scrutinize invalid instruction of that which is merely deemed to be sublime-sublime here what I mean to say by that is that is to say the apex of the beautiful, and in the lens of cultural formation that has to do with how we test limits, revisit them, extend them into new possibilities- but what problematizes this somewhat further is that memory fallible and open to change and revision and preference based on new understanding, the kinds of memory that makes us uncertain of things in a way that makes way for growth- this reticulates our experience-codifies it so we can see certain patterns as we mature- and in this way the poem is about wisdom challenging definitions of the beautiful, for all of Philosophy is in a sense an examination of beautiful ideas- but this is not always achieved through an iconoclasm, but through normativity based on culturally guided factors which are generally accepted, even if they do not appear to be based say on some kind of universal understanding- this  examination and scrutiny of what is fundamentally appealing- understanding WHY something is appealing makes us question WHAT aesthetic freedom is (how it is that beauty is in the eye of the beholder for example)....the next line tells us that this takes place by obscure or inspecific wandering- we learn in other words our sense of the things in existence that are appealing attractive or beautiful to us not only through exploration but also through implied limitations, and when we surpass these limitations there are always consequences- sometimes good sometimes bad- Our reborn Icarus represents the good aspects of human and humane applications of the human potential for meaningful achievement in the face of testing what we truly need in the face of mere wants and desires as limitations...perhaps the limitations change as we challenge the validity of those limitations, but the transformation of a limit (that's the root meaning of a problem) embodies a negotiation between nature and possibility that we can use to impute the relationship between chance and destiny and chance and destiny with respect to fate. This wandering means between the invocations and inculcations of admonishment of extreme highs and extreme lows...the kinds like Icarus was warned about by his father- here representing historical achievement...where Icarus also represents adaptation in the face of change... the 'gestaltive or implicit allegory' within the poem implies reliving Icarus' life, with the FAVOUR of nature (nature as beneficially internalized automation, made malleable to consciousness through culture and reflection- creating nature and culture as an intersection that CREATES memory), thus creating genuine valid, sustaining advantage and benefit...drawn into destiny based on a challenge to correct errors- where the warnings of history represent realities created by prediction, along with a lived experience that understands what life is like after failure- we are after failure overly cautious and this could bring us to ruin as well.  It's a warning against technology (what the wings represent), and implied tactics born for survival and optimally for thriving.