Valery Kourinsky

03.06.1999

NEWS ABOUT THE OBSOLETE

 

Freedom is truth today.
And yesterday it was.
And it will be tomorrow.
But truth is, say, up-to-the-minute thing
(like freedom, by the way...).
And in a minute you're in need of other,
and after in a while again of new,
and so all the time that is the our.
And in some seconds freedom must be conquered,
if I have any nowadays,
if I have any...

The cherries of the verity are cherished
by winds of changes,
by those winds that smell
of news about the obsolete,
about what well is known to us.
The brown boughs of eternal evidence
in front of our greedy eyes
are shimmering at cross
that we are bearing through the life---
decussation of two our existence line,
of horizontal present with the vertical
"sometime in past and future".
.
Too much of axioms is basis for the lie,
too much of lie is axiom for the basis
of our intelligence, alas!
Flibbertigibbetly we postulate
nonsense that is sense but un-up-graded,
and being dominates that is thus tampered
with self-bamboozle,
with jugglery which is an engineer
of prisonership in our souls.

There is no way without moving conscience,
there is no door where one has guilty conscience.
The freedom is clearness that appears
when clouds of dishonesty are gone,
leaving to you opportunity to look
at the world's end
and chose what your essence sees
as the most attractive thing in the history .

Freedom is not to without fail know up to the end
about whatever you meet,
not to without fail stop
even though on top of understanding,
not to without fail be as it was previously...
Freedom is a necessity to have blunder
and to correct it.

Do you hear me, my friend,
whose will, space and movements, and destiny
are fettered, fenced, stopped and wasted
by permissiveness
that
seems to be freedom to a vile mind?..