the Imperfection of Ne Plus Ultra (poem) by jude forese on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on October 23, 2005

Got me again, Jude. Soooo right.

Ron

Reviewed on October 22, 2005

... just couldn't resist before packing off to bed again... creative flaw or creative perfection?! This is exactly what the "defect" exists for: to turn the world upside down, one person at a time. After all, what is the world but a totality of individual lifetimes - and these you can change, just by existing within them. Raison d'etre and cause celebre of those who refuse the status quo. Truth is truth whether you believe it or not; whether people care or no is immaterial. Seeking, holding fast to and upholding truth is absolutely necessary, otherwise we may as well pull the plug now. There is no other way. No such thing as standing still in compromise... if we are not advancing, we are in decline. Goody, off to pop a few more pills... night night xx

Reviewed by Sara Coslett

Reviewed on October 20, 2005

LOL...In all the years I've read your poetry I don't think I've ever seen you get pissed off at another writer. LOL...you are very good at telling someone to shove off. ~ Sara

Reviewed by Nordette Adams

Reviewed on October 19, 2005

I would be the opposite of this one. I remain too aware that nobody really gives a damn, accepting it too, yet hoping... ROFL. Oh, maybe the solution is not to give a damn either. Great, Jude!

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on October 18, 2005

I feel like you have taken a peek at my soul :-)

I don't accept the world doesnt care..........I fully reject it :-) I will prove with time the world cares :-) I am a dreamer but that is what brings in new realities :-)

Reviewed by Mark Rockeymoore

Reviewed on October 18, 2005

oh my goodness...sublime perception. it always seems that maintaining an awareness of what lies within comes at the price of losing sight of the fact that what lies without is equally important...love the way that you describe this mode of being.

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

Thoughtful and inspiring write Jude...

love and peace,Carole

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

good one

Reviewed by Janet Parker

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

Excellent poem, Jude. You're right, the world does not care. That's why I seek to live "in" the world, and not be "of" the world. At the ripe old age of 61, I don't give a rip what the world thinks about me. Thanks for this enlightening poem, Jude.

Reviewed by Dawn Richerson

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

ouch, ouch, ouch... I've been on a pessimistic spurt lately and the sinker you end with, albeit truth, is at the heart of all that I find most challenging and downright unsavory, not to mention dangerous for me, about this world. you hit a nerve, in other words. so if the world doesn't care then why the heck exert the energy it takes to move "like a particle of light?" and how to live any other way? feels like a quagmire-quandry to me. another bull's eye, Jude.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

A painfully true ending, Jude.

Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)

Reviewed on October 16, 2005

"...like a particle of light
observing itself through a continuum
of possible spectrums,
probing the universal design within everyone..."

Damn fine words...

Love,
Elizabeth

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on October 16, 2005

The world cares. Many people don't. But I'm thankful for the few friends I choose and am lucky enough that they remain my close friends.
Knowing that they do care.
Now take Mr Bush...PLEASE! And Mr Blair come to that..

Yup the me society...

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on October 16, 2005

So very true....does anyone really care?

Thanks for sharing this introspective offering!!

Something special in my article section to listen too!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on October 16, 2005

Though it is true that many do not care, there are even more who don't know enough to care. Those are the ones you must maintain sharing your enlightenment in the hopes that some will begin to see that "inspired motion probing universal designs" is a beautiful way to become ever more enlightened and have a more meaningful life. Splendid poem as always Jude!

Love,
Eileen

Reviewed by Aberjhani

Reviewed on October 16, 2005

A brilliant, soulful, and inspiring write.

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on October 16, 2005

Metaphorically, to me, this associates with the auroras. Particles of light,refracting from my sprite named Prisma, versed in auroral lore and legend of the Northern Lights. I perceive this poem to be as the auroras, their color depending on what gas they have hit and at what altitude they have flown in a hookup between the solar wind's energy and magnetic field of the sun and earth when the auroras peak, leaving behind a green ribbon and a rosy curtain. Prisma is flawless. Her universal design is to furnish everyone with a spectrum of colors. This poem inspires me through prisms, reminding me of a sliver chip I have in one of my prisms. I shall replace it so that she may not have nary a creative defect. Thanks Jude.

Sage

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on October 16, 2005

I believe that we should still do this even if the world doesn't care. We do it for ourselves and in the hope, that by chance, we may teach one person by example. We must be who we are and we must evolve in spite of the world we live in. It is true that most are so caught up in the craziness of the world that they become stagnant, but for those who can hold on to the vision and look beyond the sickness of the world, it is their duty to self and future to do so. Another excellent and thought provoking poem, Jude. Again I am amazed at the ease with which you place emotions into language.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on October 16, 2005

A glimpse into reality...

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o(

Reviewed by June Thompson (Reader)

Reviewed on October 16, 2005

this hurts