{"id":72391,"date":"2020-06-27T22:50:31","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T02:50:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=72391"},"modified":"2020-06-27T22:50:31","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T02:50:31","slug":"mark-1228-34-hour-14","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/mark-1228-34-hour-14\/","title":{"rendered":"MARK 12:28-34 &#8211; Hour 14"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">MARK 12:28-34<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cReality outruns apprehension,\u201d \u2014 Herman Melville<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Your mother teaches what her mother taught<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">So McKenna quotes Melville and that itself is the interior<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">When I say these words to you<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u2014 mother, father, teacher, God<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I do not know what I mean<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I know what I know, and I cannot<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">know what you know<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">so even in language we share only the ground beneath us<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">and even that reference shifts as we point at it<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">So I cannot know what you taste\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">but I can be made to know your nourishment<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">So I cannot know what you see<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">but I can be made to know your delight<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Or we can yet reduce even further<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">down to one long-form metaphor<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">and speak of the human infant yet to be born<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">rapidly differentiating each of their parts<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">bones, muscles, veins, each with purpose<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">the very last installation comes just before the big moment<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">when the nervous system connects together each of these parts<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">and teaches them to share their secrets with one another<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">for the greatest good of the whole being<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Each of us is home to a million billion microbes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Do you think they know they\u2019re neighbors?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Do you think they go to war?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">That must be, after all, what doctors are for.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Your difficult neighbors are a gift from God, my love.<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">What good is a vow without a challenge?<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Macro = micro<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">my body or your body\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">sacred as the body we share<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">one holy mind nurturing infinite consciousness<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">connected in an eternal net<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">one totality of heartmind soil<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>MARK 12:28-34 \u201cReality outruns apprehension,\u201d \u2014 Herman Melville &nbsp; 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