January 16, 2012

Writing Through Zizek

from darkness past to light
as if a fuse had been lit
the explosive now a story told
                        a harvest culled
from a ladder that stretches back

it is not evolution
it’s realization –
something that’s been here
all along
the potentialities
the crushed dream of the future
encoded into history –

we are the materialized ghosts
of past generations
we bear the promise of a future
where our failures
are but seeds of victory
we live as future paradise
split with the pain of suffocation

“the present redeems the past itself
the new emerges
to resolve the unbearable tension of the old”

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