There are no substances in language, only differences.
Ferdinand de Saussure
Our bodies evolved in a web of things.
These things precede us and define us.
Every denial is a myth appropriate
To power only, to deny freedom to all.
Each must freely resign a freedom
To a sign that each can carry in joy and peace —
All else is tyranny imposing its will.
Power hates and fears any human accord
Responding to things that preceded us
With care and concern for the planet’s life,
Without which our life is just another
Species vanishing in habitat loss,
Such islands as remain savaged by greed
In frenzies of murdering evolving bodies —
Remember: the thermonuclear device
Can vaporize life all over the planet.
The mind that devised that hideous end
Alone can cure the horror conceived.
It has to admit the brain its mother
(MATER — pia, arachnoid, and dura)
Swathing the cortical folds with her quilts,
So that it can soar to the stars and back.
But the mind must come back — this is the call
It is death to refuse, the duty to stand
Before the real and acknowledge its name,
Which is not your own nor ever will be,
But another’s, who is different from you,
Yet claims from you what you want from all:
Recognition of the need to love yourself
In a life you didn’t choose but die in anyway.