Point Circle


Carry me on down the electric highway
To the windless plains of Troy
Where the forest of question marks grows
Among the sun of synoptic finality

And in the void of the dimensionless place
There to taste the perfume
Where the point circle flowers
Mass is infinite and light only is*

Where the line of existence cuts the plane of now
Subsists the point of me
Line, plane and point exist without thickness
The circle of self has no diameter

This non-existent pointless point
Where movement is bound is where the pointers point
For all dimensions remain at rest
While endless vistas greet the I


This is a repost from 2011. My apologies to any current readers who have seen it before. Perhaps the video and music will compensate.

* Infinite Mass and the Universe


About Ben Naga

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Posted on October 29, 2014, in Poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 27 Comments.

  1. Utterly amazing music on video. The words of your verse flow like moonshine and stars.

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  2. The meaning in your poem flows like moonshine and starlight. {my correction} In an endless circular motion of energy. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  3. Well that was amazing. I can’t wait until I can see it all in person.

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  4. Time and space are indeed illusions and this is well done, Ben! Bravo!

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  5. What a journey you set before us in this post. The video is the key to this cosmic world that lives in our minds.

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  6. a fabulously creative poem bringing awareness to those who see ” where the line of existence cuts the plane of now”.. Amazing video too ๐Ÿ™‚ thank you Ben.. xx

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  7. Oh, one of my favorite subjects to ponder! I love this, and the way you’ve creatively and poetically expressed it (an infinite topic, btw!) Will be back when I can watch the video (again, when I have some quiet “space and time” – though an illusion, we’re stuck in it for now, eh? ๐Ÿ™‚ ) (Glad you re-posted it – you shouldn’t apologize!)

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  8. I particularly like this poem ๐Ÿ™‚

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