Meaninglessness is, in its essential ambiguity, the only
container that captures the broad spectrum of human experience while
making allowances for the complex contradictions that--by
necessity--co-inhabit an individual's psyche. Since the starting point
here is a blank canvas as opposed to some finely tuned conception of truth,
the vantage of nihilism is that of possibility rather than precision.
Metaphorically, this can be understood as a poetic orientation. While
the rhetorical/philosophical position struggles to refine language by
strangling those concepts and ideas that the individual sees as standing
in opposition to some self-serving reality, the impressionistic (both
in form and meaning) nature of poetry appends itself a hundred times
making room for personal interpretation (the inevitable infusion of bias
that comes from one's own experience) and for variable understandings
as informed by a myriad of contexts impacting a myriad of minds. This
orientation itself obviates its superiority; meaning, far from
being static is the personal projection (as informed by concurrent
cultural cues) that is formulated within the situational boundaries of a
time and a place. Thus, the base reality--in order to absorb the
obvious contentions and contradictions both between competing meanings
from person to person and within a single individual trying to uphold
divergent ideas--must be meaninglessness, the open-ended poetry of being. That said, truth should not be confused with meaning. This is a very different animal. Stealth and almost legendary for its evasive nature, truth sleeps in the darkest forest, far beyond the reach of human language.
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