The Dream of Being Many

Post #289 - Collage poetry with ChatGPT

PDP1241CT23 - 20 x 16 inches - collage on canvas

I took a comment I made on Poetry Outlaws and ran the comment through Chat GPT and asked it to make a free style poem with the words. Here is what I got with a little editing.

The Dream of Being Many

There is only one Entity here,
we are in the middle of it, it is in the middle of us.

[It is a singular Oneness]
It [expresses] itself in manifestation
[the only way it can]: as uniqueness—
[That is Its mark]
each individual thing - unique,
every moment, continuously unique,
nothing ever repeats [though it may rhyme].

Truth is eternal, but in this dance of time,
it flows in a continual [infinite] flux of uniqueness,
no two moments the same,
always unique, always new,
never before seen, never before experienced.

It slips from one second to the next
with the grace of natural continuity,
and we drift within it, unaware,
a human microbiome, each of us
a living community,
a nation of 39 trillion tiny beings
doing their [individual] dances within us.

We - [in manifestation] - are as integrated as we can be,
a [weaving woven from the breath of Life],
an individual flame burning in the great fire.
To completely meld with It
is the annihilation of self
into the ocean of Oneness.

But perhaps that's not our purpose.
Maybe we [each of us] are the One,
on vacation from Its solitude,
to taste the bitter sweetness of multiplicity,
to know the beauty of being many,
not alone but in community —
[discovering Itself], seeking connection,
in the [endless] sea of [the] ten thousand things.

If we all knew we were each other,
that there is only one of us here,
perhaps it would take the fun out of the play.

It seems the project is [a journey of] love,
the art of being, the beauty of companionship —
and so, more singing, more dancing,
more poetry, and art, I say!

For in the end, nothing can be told,
[We are the telling]
nothing named,
[we are the naming]
The All [is] beyond comprehension,
beyond our grasp—
and that’s where the wonder lives,
in the space between [the search for] knowing and the Unknowable.

So let us [then] keep moving, dancing, singing, creating,
in this [infinite] flux of unique moments,
as the One that lives within us all,
[dreaming of being many].