Two voices
Craving union inside me–
One, the whimsical voice of dreams
The escape from the world into clouds of stars
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The other, the grounded voice of truth
Just waking up
But not yet steady
On her feet
About the Creator
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The thing about smart people is that they should know better, but alas, intelligence is not the same as wisdom. Not only do the mistakes of experts too short on vision—when they are not corrected—have the potential to do great and far-reaching damage, but they also undermine public confidence in the very notion of expertise. This is particularly so when expertise is wielded in defence of the rich and powerful as a cudgel against those laid low. As an academic, this lack of faith in “so-called experts” is painful to see as it plays out in the spread of dis-/misinformation, conspiracy theories, and anti-intellectualism writ large. But it is also an understandable impulse given the catastrophic failure of an economic ideology pushed by certain economic experts. Supply-side economics has shaped a broken system for the last half-century and has arguably done more to undermine the fabric of the American Dream than any policy framework of the past century.
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Comments (6)
All of us are parts of two halves of ourselves, like good and bad imps on both shoulders, whispering good and evil, at least that is my belief. This is such a heartfelt poem. So deep and soul searching.
I often feel like I have two opposing halves. So this, while different to my own duality, was brilliant!
I love this - the two voices, each clamoring for something so different within. To be on the journey even if not yet steady! I felt this one!
Where dreamy meets reality. I loved this!
May they find blessed union, your dreams giving breath & direction to your truth even as your truth gives flesh & blood to your dreams.
Love it !