This poem was inspired by the above quote by Bob Dylan.
All security is false security
All that can be known is the unknown
Attempts to grasp onto the static, the stable, are short-lived
Echoing the words of Heraclitus, “you cannot step in the same river twice”
One’s life is always in a constant state of change, of flux
Terrified of this uncertainty, many of us desperately try to restrict our freedom
We turn to the world of ‘isms’ and ideologies
Narrowing our identity down to a role
We put on a mask and set fixed boundaries
Longing for this illusive hope of security, we cling to the past
Hold onto the ordinary
But the artist, the great innovators and heroes of the past, live in the realm of becoming
Nothing is set in stone
They embrace uncertainty, and leave the world of the known for the unknown
Through this risk, they transcend their past selves, and strive towards a new path
For them, life is not a predefined set of rules
Rather it’s a blank canvas awaiting to be explored with one’s vivid imagination
Living on the edge of existence, these architects of the world pave the way forward
They leave an open invitation awaiting all of us
A portal from the finite and into the infinite
A blank page
8 thoughts on “The Realm of Becoming”
Expect non-disclosure. Be uncomfortable.
You cannot step into the same river even once. 😄👍🏾
Nice post, thank you! It reminds me of Sartre’s (and more broadly – existentialist) idea that humans are condemned to be free. Condemned.
Thank you for reading. Yes, that was very much on my mind while writing this. Freedom is a double edged sword in a sense , but the struggles are necessary if one hopes to live an authentic life
Andrew I love this ________________________________
Bob Dylan is a hard act to follow but you did it so well.
Thanks, I tried to go off his creative energy
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It’s easy to lose balance while riding Dylan’s long slippery tongue.