The Answer ~ Robinson Jeffers

McKena's Bittersweet Departure from the Island of Happiness | Paul Bond:

The Answer

Then what is the answer?- Not to be deluded by dreams.
To know that great civilizations have broken down into violence,
and their tyrants come, many times before.
When open violence appears, to avoid it with honor or choose
the least ugly faction; these evils are essential.
To keep one’s own integrity, be merciful and uncorrupted
and not wish for evil; and not be duped
By dreams of universal justice or happiness. These dreams will
not be fulfilled.
To know this, and know that however ugly the parts appear
the whole remains beautiful. A severed hand
Is an ugly thing and man dissevered from the earth and stars
and his history… for contemplation or in fact…
Often appears atrociously ugly. Integrity is wholeness,
the greatest beauty is
Organic wholeness, the wholeness of life and things, the divine beauty
of the universe. Love that, not man
Apart from that, or else you will share man’s pitiful confusions,
or drown in despair when his days darken.

~ Robinson Jeffers

This poem is taken from a post on this website –

A good friend pointed me towards the site. She met the guy – Paul Kingsnorth – and says he is a good one. The intention behind the site is to allow people come together with their new ideas in hard times….they advocate a kind of falling apart before we can come back together again, so most of the posts I have read reflect this idea. I am not decided one way or another on this way of thinking. There can be the idea of over-population in some posts and that is not something i agree with. I think there is enough space for all of us if we are respectful towards nature and each other. I have not read much on the site yet, just some bits and pieces, but for anyone interested I thought I would include the link. There are some interesting links to authors websites, at the end of individuals posts, that take one off to other places that might stimulate ideas.


Generally just Being. Nothing in particular, no claims to fame. I like gardening and the sea, nature, art in all forms from poetry to films and everything in between, and being in the company of my family.

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