May 28, 2026

Sonnet On Phenomenology

The Transparent Self (Phenomenology / Heidegger & Merleau-Ponty)

We are not brains locked up inside a box,That gaze upon a distant, outer scene,We are the wave that breaks against the rocks,The flesh that moves within the forest green.The hammer is an extension of the hand,Until the heavy iron tool goes wrong,We do not analyze the shifting land,While walking rhythmically to a song.We are already thrown into the space,Engaged with every project that we meet,We read the emotion on a human face,Before our logic makes the thought complete.The world and mind are woven in a thread:We live the truth before a word is said.

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