Mirror, mirror on the wall…

…Trick of the Tail by Genesis. Brilliant album: a fantasy ride through the world of the squonk and the city of gold, which lies in the deep distance he cried, and wept.

If we see someone unknown to us weeping,
natural human sympathy wants to know why.
And if we can help.

If we see someone unknown to us screaming angry,
mostly we don’t want to know why.
Or to attract their attention!

If we see someone unknown to us.
We can ignore them as not us.
And decipher the cipher that is they.

Pretend they don’t exist as I do;
I and them essentially the same.

If we see someone unknown to us,
we can make ourselves known to them.
And let them become known to us.

Friendship, enmity, evolve and revolve,
when we become known to us.

Shakespeare is unknown to us.
Anonymous, same as not known to us.
Oxenforde unknown to us.
Marlowe unknown to us.
Bacon, Jonson, Heywood, Dekker.
All unknowen to us.

We weren’t there.
This means you either.
Ocular proof or i’ll go mad.

Response is pointless.
Refutations of my arguments abound.
I can offer no other proof than that which is.

Yet you ask me to doubt that proof,
in favour of newer proof I can never prove.
Nor you prove.

Why must i then approve your worthy the greater?
Your home-spun word jockey more than my own?
I don’t need to defend him,
yet you force me to.

His inadequacies too too obvious,
his flaws mute like stones in a vacuum,
his perfect placement for being the dupe.

I put it to you there would be no Shake-speare,
if Shakspere had not existed.

What would Marlowe have done then?
Faked his death and then what?

What man ever predicted the future?
What writer wrote for posterity alone?
Intentionally wrote, for a time after his death?

Release these works, but let no one know,
who or where I am.
In a strange land.
In a common grave.
Incognito.

Secretly planning my as yet unknown
date of re-discovery 200 years from now.

Then they will know us.
Will will be known to all.
Known not unknown.

If someone known to us lies to us,
it takes away our trust.

You say my known is unknown.
I say you cannot know.