dude u got burned.
nerdologist, dude u sound pretentious.
Nerdologist
Disconnected Philosophical Musings on Modernity = long words to a title that doesn't add anything to the stanzas that follow
Quote:
We try to wrap our minds around what we can’t verbally expound
i'm not a philosopher but what's your point? reality is or is not; what's your point? if you can't "verbally expound" anything evocative, maybe it's not "us" that has a problem with showing what reality is. maybe it's you who has a problem showing what reality could be.
tl:dr
show us what you think reality is.
civilization; without rules, we wouldn't survive or better yet thrive. however, my point is this: what's your argument that supports it? what are you comparing morality to? better yet, here's a list of how you can make your.... musings more interesting (and maybe even poetic):
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Everyone has their own agenda like....
Propriety cannot be made a science like....
Since human nature is plagued by defiance like....
Intuition will dictate our conduct like....
Without reference to moral constructs like....
you could practically do this to almost every line and "prove" your musings aren't poetic. there's philosophy and there are ideas and concepts; what it lacks is imagery. for example:
Quote:
Spirituality: who believes it?
Empirical validity has trumped “superstitious stupidity”
the same way my mother-in-law trumps my every rigidity
get it? because my mother-in-law is such a witchy hag that i can't get it up whenever i try to get some? leaving the smut aside, at least you get a (nasty) image you (probably didn't) need to compare one thing to another and make your "empirical validity" less superstitiously stupid.
the entire poem feels the same way. there's a lot of ideas that could use some metaphor or imagery but instead you opt out of that and just tell us entire lines of statements (without punctuation no less) and make a very boring and pretentious collection of.... musings.
i do it a lot, too. i think that my philosophical questions are all clever and that my questioning abstract ideas (such as spirituality, reality, morality) and trying to come up with s**t that's already been thought of.... but what i do after that is i try to connect an image to the idea. Emily Dickinson said (about hope):
“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
the extended metaphor gives "hope" a very powerful sentiment by the end of the poem. it gives you an idea that hope is as persistent as a bird during troubling times (which are compared to a bashing storm) and is very sweet (like the noise a Nightingale makes, here shortened to Gale for conciseness) and it "never asks for crumbs" (meaning it never takes away your value if you have hope).
you don't do that. you just state things as if they were facts or worse; you make ideas that are universal and try to take possession of them by borrowing the meaning from the dictionary instead of coming up with your own meaning.
oh whoops; i didn't mean for this to go for too long. i hope you can make sense of what i typed. hopefully you'll come back and edit your.... musings and make them a little more poetic.