Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Thursday, May 22, 2014
One of my current frustrations: people groaning about youth. About them taking selfies, too self-centered, too intertwined with their families...I can make this list mammoth, if you so wish. I've had the privilege, though, of getting to know a number of teens and early twenty-somethings. And these are great people. I delight in spending time with them. Their energy and enthusiasm are just so damn wonderful. They have ambitions, dreams. They're deeply talented and CARE about their work.
The universe is in good hands with them. I'm happy.
[Updated to deal with autocorrect brutalities. For a professional writer, this was abysmal.]
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Needing each other,
Concepts that challenge
Our current narrative
Of ruddy singletons
Who need no assistance.
Our need for each other:
Desperate. Alone, truly
Alone, we die. The greatest leader,
Without others accomplishes
Thrive on interdependence,
When one thrives, so do all.
We tunnel into and through
Ourselves, escaping into each
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Mothers, may the appreciation showered upon you today make up for the manifest times you're taken for granted. "Being taken for granted" means your children have the deepest sense of trust, of security in you, in your presence. Security; that stony foundation upon which life's brutalities break and fall. Thus we move forward, stronger from love, from faith in ourselves; knowing we can yet still do better. Fully believing we will get there.
I'm exploring some new poetry ideas. A newer style, based on thinking like a computer; like bits and bytes: 8 lines by 8 syllables. This is still kinda haiku-like, yet something new. I've worked on this all throughout the day. Tell me what you think.
Bits and bytes flowing freely hence
Through the megalith called the web
A dance, of sorts, runs globally
Lights flicker upon my dear screen.
Over this ever-watched image
My life becomes this dreamlike state
Dreams dance over my mind's canvas
Living for love's completing gaze.
Thursday, May 08, 2014
Sunday, May 04, 2014
In the Center of my soul
Upon my mind's lens
I see your future, glorious
I long to witness it, to savor
Your victories, comforting
Upon the inevitable setbacks.
And I expect to do so.
Yet, uncertain life can be,
Perhaps I'll be absent.
Then I'll take comfort knowing
I helped nudge you forward.
Currently, I'm annoyed as heck with my iPhone. The glorious Jesus phone started doing such things as calling random people, after my screen going black. Weird enough, I guess. My usual solution to such ails is a reboot. And, lo, there's an update to install. So, let's combine the two. Dear lord, no, no...never again will I make that combination. Stalled installations, resetting to factory defaults, then reinstalling from a backup (glad I'm a bit neurotic about my backups), all making for a delightful night and morning for me. And I'm still discovering weird tweaks: incomplete syncing of contacts the most recent.
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