There Is No Consolation


There is no consolation

We make it up

but there is none


It is made up


When Evolution lit


it lit

our need for consolation


Stig Dagerman said that

this is insatiable


He was right


It makes people lie


to themselves


in religions

in philosophies

in art forms

in fitness programs


Because there is no consolation


Because it always is made up


Even the thought that no consolation exists

is a discordant attempt

at consolation


The Universe is the ultimate

Death Row


Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-05-13 at 00:14

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Ingvar Loco Nordin The PoetBay support member heart!
Ah, like the black holes opening up to other universes? I think we make it too complicated. What we can see about how the cosmos works - the parts we CAN determine - is that the very simple makes up the very complicated. I can recommend a book (although that should never be done, since it's the best way to make sure the person never reads that book!) by David Deutsch called The Beginning of Infinity, where he scrutinizes the explanations usually given for all kinds of things.
Another book that really opened my mind to a possible origin of religion as such is The Origin of Consciousness in the Breakdown of Bicameral Mind by Julian Jaynes. Looking for the origin of consciousness and self awareness, Zoltan Torey does a fantastic job in The Crucible of Consciousness. However, when one realizes that our brains are just places in space, utilized by matter to try and understand itself, maybe one leaves all those hard liner convictions at the door... Louis Cozolino, at the outset of his book The Neuroscience of Human Relationships, quotes John Lilly: "The miracle is that the universe created a part of itself to study the rest of it, and that part, in studying itself, finds the rest of the universe in its own inner realities"

Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
I like the way this poems progresses to the final two lines. However, I would like to pose a possibility as equally valid since neither is proven, that death may be just be a platform where we change trains? :)