a prose poem I often ask God, Why aren’t you listening to me? And of course the answer comes back as silence. How else would anyone or anything listen? Silence is in a sense the ultimate listening. Maybe God is the ultimate listener, which is why we humans perceive it as silence. And what wouldContinue reading “The Silence Is Listening”
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Sorcerer Seeking Source
What is the implied question? Blessed are the meekFor we shall inherit them. What I lackI want. I am unhappy in myself andSee other people’s happiness Their satisfactionTheir contentment. I envy these things.I rationalize on selfishness. I am a goodDeserving person and Yet I do not have these things.Therefore I am justified In seeking themContinue reading “Sorcerer Seeking Source”
FICTION DETECTIVE: TO CATCH A COPYCAT
I sometimes get confused about movies and characters in them because often the same types come up again and again. When the source is archetypal or out of classic fairy tales, it is easy to see why it can get confusing. But when the character is a later invention taken from more recent manipulation ofContinue reading “FICTION DETECTIVE: TO CATCH A COPYCAT”
Cautionary Tale of the Old Ones
Even before we knew each other promise lurkedAround the edges of our meetings there,And when we came together everything workedFor a time, we found meaning everywhereWe looked, and little things provided spice.Awhile we did away with want and lack,Love thriving like a city in a paradiseUntil the jungle took it back. KLK
On What Meat?
I had a long, entirely unnecessary call with a customer contact yesterday. Because of the peculiar reason for the call and the fact she was very forthcoming about the obvious fact what we were discussing and the reasons she had requested the call were entirely irrelevant and uninteresting to her, we were on the phoneContinue reading “On What Meat?”
OUT OF ALL THIS NOW
How to describe what many are now feelingAcutely sharp that leaves them fearful, reelingWith anxious longings for a simpler time,An echo of imaginary rhyme? The carpet once new many years hence nowHopelessly stained, a thing to disavow,This is our life, the place we live in now.We walked it here this way and came long lastToContinue reading “OUT OF ALL THIS NOW”
But Only As a Tourist
Ironically, one of the surest signs of aging is having trouble opening child-proof caps on medications. Fortunately, I am no longer on any medication now unless we are counting Bourbon. Come to think of it, I’m not even on Bourbon. Is it hot today or is it just me? During the pandemic I became theContinue reading “But Only As a Tourist”
Sacred Geometry
How glorious, the swirling sun is dawning,My senses pressed against the pane of morning.A parliament of starlings take their flight,Wings suddenly exploding into light. Their murmurations stitch the fabric sky,Designs that mesmerize and mystify.Though science has a sterile explanation,How it must feel bends my imagination. Fish keep the pattern going, though unseen,In schools that swarmContinue reading “Sacred Geometry”
Rudiments of Why Extremist Reactionaries Have Become So Virulent
That animals displace stress on each other has been known even before research showed how this works in different species and different environments. Since we humans are the the most complicated and imaginative creature, living in many different conditions, we have many more ways of displacing stress. The word catharsis provides an introduction into howContinue reading “Rudiments of Why Extremist Reactionaries Have Become So Virulent”
Rudiments of How Extreme Reactionaries Have Become So Extreme
Let’s say we are people who feel threatened by difference. For whatever reasons over the course of our lives we have come to feel that a difference of opinion is an assault on who we are. We can flesh out the profile of such persons, that they were raised in an authoritarian household and wereContinue reading “Rudiments of How Extreme Reactionaries Have Become So Extreme”
