This theme had been swimming in my head, but it was incomplete until the rediscovery of the words of Sophocles. *No relation between these words and this powerful film.*
Tenuous
For Ralos
The prophet is brother to the heretic
One is an artist the other a poet
Both make clear through obscurity
They speak of what no other know
Whispers of truth in their ear
Only to proclaim ambiguous
They can do no more
Blessed are those who seek
Do not ask
Do not ask
He has done his task
To coerce him to explain
Is to pluck a butterfly’s wings
For he knows no more than you
To shut him up
Is to cloak the earth from darkness
Be not fooled by erudition
Be not entranced by esoteric metaphor
He knows less than you
He seeks only to evoke confusion
To intimidate to submission
The blind leads his trusting disciples
Close not your eyes
Strain your ears for what you cannot hear
Listen for the hollow echo within his soul
“Whoever thinks he alone possesses intelligence,
the gift of eloquence, he and no one else,
and character too…such men, I tell you,
spread them open—you will find them empty.” (from Antigone by Sophocles)
One is an artist the other a poet
Both make clear through obscurity
The prophet is brother to the heretic
Tenuous is the line that divides
Oft they don each other’s raiment
One suffocates the truth
The other grants vision through his kaleidoscope
The line is tenuous. Which are you.
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