The theory pieces not with me like gravity
The law grasped after the pieces in its time like pieces
She speaks in simple words*
And this song says (she's tangled up in you)*
She knows where her head is at*
A language of metaphysics
Discoveries made in associations
Discovered made or discovered
I dare one person to say there is not a person
Among us who is crazy?
--
Sherrie Lee
*with credits to "She" "Untitled"
(Kenny Withrow and Edie Brickell)
and one allusion to something attributed to Christ.
The other stuff "is all (I) presume."
I am totally uncomfortable with absolutes except in a vacuum. How about
relatively crazy? You know, like perfection is relative, so maybe gravity
is relative? Or is gravity crazy? I have crazy relatives who all claim
they are normal. I think you've posited a rap paradox, Sherrie.--SL
--
Stuart Leichter
Very good, rather "this is good," because it was that damned
Epimenides paradox that I think lodged itself between folds in my
little brain that started all this. The mere suggestion set me off.
It occured to me to think that if one pretends for a moment to look
normal then perhaps that person has defined normal in his own mind and
pretends to act it out. Now there is a paradox. Have you ever been
asked the question, "Do you ever pretend to be sane?" No, we are not
going to calibrate using the word relative. It sounds too much like
family as you say. There is no either or kind of absolute. It's like
maybe the saying that goes Poetry is. There is a whole universe of
discourse, but paradoxes drive me craz(ier).
Sherrie Lee (In Rome do as what Roman wouldn't do ...)
Could this be for me? If so, sweet.
"is all (I) presume"
Yes I and you, us and them....and all the other (metaphysically speaking) stuff.
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