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North American Dreaming: Monadical Ramblings

...O spiritual I, Let me rise above my
Materialistic want and lust of worldly wares...

William Burkholder's poem tells of our journey's task.

O, Liebnitz,
By what Monad am I derived?
Of lethargic earthen dust
Blowing listlessly in the breezes?
Of the ocean's swells and beating crest
Pummeling wind swept shores?
I ask thee, O Liebnitz!
Tell me of my origins,
Say to me that which must be said!
For I am weary of counting these Monad's
Countless, small, and insignificant!
Let me meld them into Spinoza's Two
O spiritual I, Let me rise above my
Materialistic want and lust of worldly wares
And cleave to the higher path,
The ideal of truth and wisdom and grace
That I can only hope to transcend and be as
Our great heroes,
Aristotle, Socrates, Plato!
Aye my Journey's task, Monads be damned.

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