The Character of Things

I have always felt torn between the need for something exciting and dangerous, for a sense of greater purpose and momentous importance, and a desire for quiet and insignificance except what I make of events for myself. Walking alone some time in my own primordial past, the phrase “only myself to please” came on meContinue reading “The Character of Things”

And the Word Is Trip Aces

Vanity of vanities and nothing new under the Sun, but change happens in the universe and in the minds of all creatures great and small. Change happens slowly by evolutionary environmental interplay by the process of mutation and speciation. Change happens quickly in the same terms by the process of natural selection. Natural selection’s outcomesContinue reading “And the Word Is Trip Aces”

Distance on the Look

There is no dignity in death, but peace,In that not being, in short, we are no longerResponsible and so may rest the stronger,Letting go these concerns as our release.What tasks unfinished careless, like remains,A haloed dawn spot on an empty chair,Where moved before a life, then silent air,Shadow gasped memory of one, sustains.No time isContinue reading “Distance on the Look”

The Biological Origins of Our Proportional Cruelty and Rashness in Moral Matters Perceived Through the Lens of Identity #1

Since I am more a poet, not a researcher, I have not done a survey of the studies. But given the facts that our brains, according to all the limited evidence I have inflicted on myself like a workout routine, have evolved to be quick and reactionary, more risk averse than reward attracted for theContinue reading “The Biological Origins of Our Proportional Cruelty and Rashness in Moral Matters Perceived Through the Lens of Identity #1”

The Butterfly Effect of a Dropped Quarter

When people say “back in the day” it seems pernicious:To frame a thing that way sets up divisionsBetween what seemed to be and what now seems;But both claims ought to make us most suspicious,Since both are seeming now, and thus revisions,And memories imaginary echoed memes. The little things compose mythologies,Emerging out of ordinary actsWithout volition,Continue reading “The Butterfly Effect of a Dropped Quarter”

Jorge Has Whore Hair

Once you have seen aggression being displacedThere is no way to un-see the animalLurking behind the happy human face. Even a big baboon would feel disgracedTo let emotions cease phenomenalProgression, keeping everyone in place. This happens without thinking but takes thinkingTo notice and redress and, feeling stress,Set it aside with willful distancing, Kind of likeContinue reading “Jorge Has Whore Hair”

Quantum Shave

I slip through wormholes often as I ageBecause one thing relates to many in time.A multiverse comes tumbling to engageThe past in present reveries which rhymeWithout repeating, and remind me I’mOnly one possible result of all before. While shaving I recall all previous shaves,Those charged reflections staring back at meThrough infinite slits, particles and waveExploreContinue reading “Quantum Shave”

SOVEREIGN SHRINE

Do not despise the days of small things easier forA camel to pass through than for rich men.Often the outside fails to keep the insideAlive through shrouded moments when a veiledImagination lays too few bricks hereFor a foundation worthy of attendance;This congregation of missed chances shedsEvaporating tears as petulantClouds thin and misty disposition clears.Do notContinue reading “SOVEREIGN SHRINE”