Poem: Mis-ing you

Is it possible or impossible for you to connect with me?

If it is impossible then my hope is futile.
It cannot ever be achieved.

To find beauty where you cannot connect as you wish to connect.
A difficult fate.

To love one who cannot love you back.

I have misunderstood you.
I have misidentified you.
I have mistaken you,
for someone else.

I made a mistake.
No, it wasn’t just once.

I have such a feeling of foolishness.
I have such a feeling of stupidity.
I have such a feeling of regret.

My sight is unclear.
I still see you with my old eyes.
I want to see you with my old eyes.
But, I guess that I really don’t see you at all.
Nor, it turns out, have I ever seen you.

I want to hold to my vision of you.
Then I also have a thought that I cannot do that.
Not for much longer.

Can I know you all over again?
Can I see you for what you are?
Will you help me to see the genuine you?

The genuine ‘you’ is already seen. Your mind is standing in the way.

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I love the line:

"I have mistaken you,
for someone else. "

For me, that’s the poem’s dead heart.

I wouldn’t name “my mind” as the obstacle here. I would say that desire is my obstacle. Grasping for that, clinging to that. Those are the mistakes I make.

Spot-on, good man. Spot-on!

Five broken years
the last words I hear
Sorry, I thought you were someone else

:frowning:

“Ergo obiectum nostrae mentis est corpus existens, et nihil aliud” (“therefore the object of our minds is our body as it exists, and nothing more”)

  • Ethices

I would say that there is no real difference between desire and the mind. All interconnected really. For clarification I would ask what is desire? Where does it originate?

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It is still useful to talk about desires as if they were something that the mind had, as objects “in” the mind. The vocabulary of folk-psychology is the best tool for describing behavior. Its generally accepted that people take action caused by the desires they have. If you can guess what a person desires then you have an easier time guessing what actions they might take in the future. Plus a knowledge of desire can help you to understand a person’s past actions.

That could be a very big question. But I don;t want to explore all of the possibilities there. Desire is a way to measure the difference between a given state and a goal state. We decide on goals and the desire is the emotion that gives those goals importance. Some goals are chosen in a more thoughtful manner than others.

Goals would be unimportant without desire. Desire is part of motivation. Desire causes us to move.

If, in fact, she is a real woman, she has no idea of what she lost when she lost you. A blind woman.

Nice.

…or not move as the case may be.

Of course. It is really a whole other discussion.

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I can usually only write poety when life inspires me. Otherwise it comes out wrong. Not to say that it always comes out right even when I am inspired. So in summary, yes it is real.

Love has not been easy for me in the past few years. Well, it has never been easy thru my entire life, but the last few years have been the period of time following the event when a “witch” put a curse on me.

This reminds me of a discussion by Joseph Campbell about a pair of guardian statues outside of a temple. They are fierce figures one with his mouth open, and the other with his mouth shut. The one with his mouth open represents desire, the impulse to move towards things. The other with his mouth closed represents fear, the impulse the move away from things. Yet the person who wants to enter the temple must move between and beyond this pair. The unready can move only physically between the two statues, but the trained individual can move both past the figures and past the impulses that they represent. The goal is to move beyond desire and fear.

Life shows that my most common mistake is to indulge in the impulse to move away. My demon is fear much more often than desire.

You are giving that “witch” power that she doesn’t own. You own it. Not to mention - none of these women you have had relationships were THE ONE. Your woman is out there for you – waiting so long for you to find her, xander. Now go do it.

Time’s a wastin’ hon.

What a perfect way to limn the struggle.

Mine is desire most often.

Espavo
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I wouldn’t have predicted that.

I wouldn’t have revealed that.

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