{"sf1_id":353064,"sf2_id":"AnKRAlPm","title":"Fox Poems 1 - Dual Nature/Single Identity","author":"Werefox Inari Sachi","words":263,"posted_at":"2012-03-13T05:43:00.000Z","tags":["Philosophy","Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/353064-fox-poems-1-dual-nature-single-identity","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/AnKRAlPm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/50/45/5045c14e-2e46-41fa-b66e-a6f02bab5339","description":"Sometimes my mind truly meanders, and so I do not blame you for finding my writings at times unsettling. And I apologize--\nProfusely.\nYet, what a loss for my thoughts to merely disappear. I wonder what things of note in this world would 'not' have happened, had certain thoughts just... 'disappeared'.","content":"I see you draw back the arrow\n\nA caustic remark\n\nTo the machinations of a being\n\nNot like yourself.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nCicaeda in the shell\n\nA question answered, in time:\n\nA reality, or a dream?\n\nOne's soul... a soul.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nOne cannot live as another.\n\nSo draw back your arrows,\n\nProtect your persona.\n\nChest beat, and moreover, flaunt your pride!\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWe are dismembered.\n\nA soul is something we invented.\n\nAn ideal is something that can only be drawn,\n\nBut is thinner than air--unseen.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSo, I see out through my own eyes.\n\nDo others see out, through theirs?\n\nOr are all other beings just--\n\nStrange machines?\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nForeign? Yes. Not of me.\n\nAnd I am not of you.\n\nYet... I see through my own eyes.\n\nI cannot say whether you--like me...\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSee out through those windows?\n\nThose windows... of the soul.\n\nWindows that do no more,\n\nTo show the unseen, than words.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSo no proof. None.\n\nAnd yet, the key--the hope that\n\nIlluminates our doubts--\n\nTo draw up... yes... a story.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThose things we cannot prove,\n\nWe assume a nature for.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThose things that we pretend to know--\n\nAre our one false light to navigate.\n\nWhen the unseen is out of our minds,\n\nWe focus only on the things that can be seen.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWe cross the waters that lie within the light of proof.\n\nAll else is assumed. And no darkness then remains.\n\nTo know all, would surely mean to be no more.\n\nIndividuality, a mark of what one has not felt, as much as what one has.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}