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Darwin
fireballems

Let us go and journey—
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without
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scuba equipment,
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without any air save that in our own
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lungs, any visual aid save our own
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eyes—to the bottom of the Marianas Trench,
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to the exact
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spot (there will be no X, but we
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will know
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it by the vibrations it causes in our
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bones) where the first
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creature—if that is the right term for it—dwells,
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where the origin lives.
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Let us go there and meet
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it. Let us stare
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into the eyes it does not
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have, scream
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into the ears it does not
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own, and know
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it understands
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us
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completely
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30 Mar 08

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Is what Jung? Like Carl Jung?
 — fireballems

I thought this was really really nicely done.
I love your breaks and the topic is fresh.
Very, mystical, almost.
 — madderhatter

thank you very much.
 — fireballems

beautiful, i love it already from its surface level, the mystery, imagining the place, the darkness of it, the pressure, the impossibility of the task, which is only apparent, 'we'.
wonderful.
 — unknown

i had the same experience when i found my erogenous zones in a soapy bath once.



st3ntorian
 — unknown

Unknown, I think everyone understands every poem in their own way. I'm glad the poem made your brain start cogging away. I wasn't going for Jung when I wrote this, but I like that interpretation a lot.
 — fireballems

welcome.

Maybe I'll post an interpretation later tonite.
 — fireballems

ok ok, this has little bits of me.
: )
 — fractalcore

that's great.
 — fireballems

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