Wednesday, April 2, 2025

Desires service real growing





 

Sensing change


 Invariance unseen, the silent lie, 

Truth is the stillness the winds deny. 

We chase the waves, the skies that turn, 

Yet flames of change are all we burn.

A shadow stands where none can know, 

It bends the stars, yet will not show. 

The signal fades, the world unwinds, 

What cannot vary hides behind.

Tuesday, April 1, 2025

Sheltered prevail do soul

 





Mind endures a bit


 In boundless dark, where voids expand, 

The fragile mind makes its stand. 

A spark of thought in endless night, 

Holding firm to fleeting light.

Through shifting tides and cosmic gales, 

The mind prevails where chaos trails. 

A rhythmic weave, the strands align, 

A fleeting order, near divine.

Monday, March 31, 2025

Hero time


 The sun-kissed spear, for glory's bright acclaim,

Then civic steel, for empire's steady frame.

A holy sword, where pious purpose shone,

Then reason's torch, where seeds of knowledge sown.

The human heart, that learned to break and bend,

Where justice's voice, did rise and fiercely send.

Now fractured forms, in stories spun anew,

Where common souls, find strength to see us through.

From god-like might, to every weary stride,

The hero's shape, where shifting meanings hide.

Through ages passed, and moments yet to be,

The spirit's dance, where courage sets us free.

Beauty test fornicate itself

 





Sunday, March 30, 2025

Reflection of Philosopher-Kings


When Plato envisioned a society governed by philosopher-kings in The Republic, he placed unwavering faith in wisdom as the cornerstone of just governance. To Plato, the wise—those who had ascended beyond the shadows of the cave to perceive the truth—were uniquely qualified to guide society. Yet, my experience as a city clerk in a small rural Midwest town—a position where I sought to apply philosophical principles, particularly the Socratic method of dialogue—revealed a more complex reality, one that Plato himself acknowledged elsewhere.

In The Republic, Plato's idealism seems to underestimate the depth of human attachment to the familiar. But through the Allegory of the Cave, he portrays this attachment with striking clarity. In my town of a thousand souls, where tradition and routine form the bedrock of life, I found that philosophical inquiry—the Socratic questioning of assumptions—was often met with discomfort or even resistance. It threatened the order that the community cherished, much like the escaped philosopher in the cave threatens the comforting play of shadows.

Rather than being welcomed as a path to truth, dialogue and reflection often provoked unease. The Platonic notion that wisdom naturally commands authority faltered; wisdom's demand for introspection and new ways of thinking clashed with the collective desire for stability and predictability. This experience highlighted the emotional and cultural barriers that even Plato recognized in his allegory: the same attachments that keep people in the cave also shape their governance and their receptiveness to philosophical ideas.

What my time as a clerk taught me is that wisdom, particularly in democratic settings, must contend with these deep-seated attachments. Plato may have hoped for philosopher-kings to lead society toward enlightenment, but his allegory reminds us that governance—even when guided by truth—cannot easily sever people from the shadows they hold dear. It must grapple with empathy, patience, and the art of meeting people where they are.

In the end, my experience revealed the tension between the theoretical purity of Platonic governance and the messy, lived reality of democratic decision-making. Philosophy, especially the Socratic method, often disrupts rather than comforts. It sheds light on truth but must also navigate the complexities of human attachment—something Plato understood all too well when he described the cave.