Friday, June 10, 2022

What I learned from Willy

 



We must know truth 
We do well to avoid error 
Our knowledge is a drop
Our ignorance, a sea

We need only act 
And keep acting as if
The thing were real 
And the real will become 

Old fashioned hell-fire
Preaching and teaching 
Producing fruits 
At full conversion value 

Epistemology is communal 
Yet I have liberty to disagree
Because one’s love of neighbors
May not be as of one’s self

The easy habit 
Is ignoring data
The popular ritual
Obtaining unity in one’s mind

Truth is a stream too great
For any single mind to take in
No single dip or dive is universal
Truing is what we do to pass through

Doubt is not
The lamentable loss of certainty 
But the positive possibility 
Of certainty 

On this one thing we do not agree
The absolute divides us
Therefore, let us not become parted
By such trifles

We must respect
Sacredness of individuality
Outwardly tolerate 
What is not Itself intolerant 

We, instead, embrace
These vices of adroitness
swindling and their indulgence
Also, cant, and sympathy with cant